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PROSPERO
A grace it had, devouring.
#ShakespeareSunday 3.3 The Tempest
Mermaid 💙 Howard Pyle 🇺🇸
Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
Of the wide world dreaming on things to come
Can yet the lease of my true love control
Supposed as forfeit to a confined doom
The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured.
#ShakespeareSunday S107✨
↓ James Hamilton