Invictus by William Ernest HenleyOut of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
4 comments:
i love this poem =)
it's pasted on my cubicle wall @ work...
when the going gets tough, the tough gets going :)
Absolutely inspiring!
I have heard these verses before though I didnt know who wrote them.
Thank you
Mahassin
(lil' african girl)
Particularly inspiring as read in the movie "300"... Awesome
dya,
"when the going gets tough, the tough gets going" ... reminds me of a late 80's song by Billy Ocean.
Oopps! Have I given an indication of my age? :)
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