Invictus: The Unconquerable
Out 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.
If you liked this, check out some of these other great classic poems.
Poetry Classics: I Cannot Live With You, By Emily Dickinson
Poetry Classics: I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, By Maya Angelou
Poetry Classics: The Haunted Palace, By Edgar Allan Poe
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I love that y’all post classic short stories and poems. It’s like a more fulfilling recommendation section on YouTube.
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We tend to post the things we (I) enjoy. And there are a lot of classics on that list. Plus, many people are unaware of these great short pieces and poems. Most only know of classic novels.
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