Farewell, Pt. 1

Now my charms are all o'erthrown
And what strength I have's mine own
Which is most faint

Now it is true
I must be here confined by you
Or sent to Naples
Let me not since I have my dukedom got
And pardoned 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



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Lee
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