Friday, December 5, 2008

Peace on Earth

And the Earth was called to witness...Love...

And so The Earth's Representative witnessed her past...
And Her Royal Words were felt by Kosmos as a dove...
And Her Eyes of Understanding were seen at last...

Prospero's Speech

And now my charms are all o'erthrown,
And what strength I have's mine own;
Which is most faint; now t'is true,
I must be here confined by you...
...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,
Which was to please. Now I want
Spirits to enforce, art to enchant;
And my ending is despair,
Unless I be relieved by prayer,
Which pierces so that it assaults
Mercy itself and frees all faults.
As you from your crimes would pardon'd be,
Let your indulgence set me free.

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