 forth by my so potent art.&quot;</p>
  <p> Data dramatically holds up the book.</p>
  <p> DATA<br>
    (continuing)<br>
    &quot;But this rough magic I here<br>
    abjure; and, when I have requir'd<br>
    some Heavenly music -- which even<br>
    now I do -- to work mine end upon<br>
    their senses, that this airy charm<br>
    is for, I'll break my staff, bury<br>
    it certain fadoms in the earth,<br>
    and deeper than did ever plummet<br>
    sound -- I'll drown my book.&quot;</p>
 