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And now my charms are all o'erthrownAnd what strength I have's mine ownWhich is most faint; now t'is trueI must here be released by youBut release me from my bandsWith the help of your good handsGentle breath of yours my sailsMust fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I wantSpirits to enforce, art to enchantAnd my ending is despair,Unless I be relieved by prayerWhich pierces so that it assaultsMercy itself and frees all faultsAs you from your crimes would pardon'd beLet your indulgence set me free.