Farewell

The Castalia Reading Series will be on hiatus for the summer, but will return this fall in the capable hands of William Camponovo, Matthew Kelsey, Matthew Nienow, and Josh Parish.

And with that, we'll let Prospero's farewell be ours, to you:

Now my charms are all o'erthrown,

And what strength I have's mine own,

Which is most faint: now, 'tis true,

I must here be 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;

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 crimes would pardon'd be,

Let your indulgence set me free.

-Aaron Barrell, William Bernhard & Elissa Washuta, curators, 08-09