Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pro. Your Royall fleete farre off: My Ariel; chicke
Pro. That is thy charge: Then to the Elements
Pro. Be free, and fare thou well: please you draw neere.
Pro. Exeunt omnes.
Pro. EPILOGVE, spoken by Prospero.
Pro. NOw my Charmes are all ore‑throwne,
Pro. And what strength I haue's mine owne.
Pro. Which is most faint: now 'tis true
Pro. I must be heere confinde by you,
Pro. Or sent to Naples, Let me not
Pro. Since I haue my Dukedome got,
Pro. And pardon'd the deceiuer, dwell
Pro. In this bare Island, by your Spell,
Pro. But release me from my bands
Pro. With the helpe of your good hands:
Pro. Gentle breath of yours, my Sailes
Pro. Must fill, or else my proiect failes,
Pro. Which was to please: Now I want
Pro. Spirits to enforce: Art to inchant,
Pro. And my ending is despaire,