Reading The Tempest — William Shakespeare

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Pro.

And mine shall.

Hast thou (which art but aire) a touch, a feeling

Of their afflictions, and shall not my selfe,

One of their kinde, that rellish all as sharpely,

Passion as they, be kindlier mou'd then thou art?

Thogh with their high wrongs I am strook to th'quick,

Yet, with my nobler reason, gainst my furie

Doe I take part: the rarer Action is

In vertue, then in vengeance: they, being penitent,

The sole drift of my purpose doth extend

Not a frowne further: Goe, release them Ariell,

My Charmes Ile breake, their sences Ile restore,

And they shall be themselues.

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