Invictus
by William Ernest Henley
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.
"A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool."- William Shakespeare
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I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.
(John Masefield)
I hope your soul is on a good course to a great place.
Intense Guy said...
June 1, 2010 at 5:09 PM
Popped over from Mr. O's blog. I love this poem. It was especially powerful in the movie.
Tonya said...
August 7, 2010 at 7:17 PM
We are the Captains of our Souls because we have the ability to guide our Thought's and Emotions.
Beautiful page here, I love it!
Leighton said...
October 17, 2010 at 3:37 AM
Oh i love this. Just watched invictis lately
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