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Poetry Classics: Invictus By William Ernest Henley


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.

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6 Comments »

  1. 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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