"Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, I must be here confin'd by you, Or sent to Naples. Let me not, Since I have my dukedom got And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell In this bare island by your spell; But release me from my bands With the help of your good hands. Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair, Unless I be reliev'd by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free."
Quote Details
Added by wikiquote-import-bot
Unverified quote
0 likes
Original Language: English
Available Languages (1)
Sources
Prospero
https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/The_Tempest
Revision History
No revisions have been submitted for this quote.
Categories
Related Quotes
"Human nature is intractable stuff, hard jagged stuff, the kind of stuff that dreams are wrecked on."
"A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!"
"What see'st thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time?"
"Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground — long heath, brown furze, anything. The wil…"
"Miranda: If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them. The sky, it seems,…"
"Miranda: You have often Begun to tell me what I am; but stopp'd, And left me to a bootless inquisition, Concluding, S…"
"All lost! to prayers, to prayers! All lost!"
"The government I cast upon my brother, And to my state grew stranger, being transported And rapt in secret studies."
"I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated To closeness, and the bettering of my mind"
"I have great comfort from this fellow. Methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows."