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[Spoken by Prospero.]
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 confined 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;