POETRY — April 28, 2012 at 12:52 pm

Invictus

by

By William Ernest Henly

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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.

William Ernest Henley

  • Sadiq

    I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul.

  • Haya

    Oh hell i have been using the line  i am the master of my fate for ages .Never knew the poet. Thank you bringing to my knowledge Blogbuster

  • Lynette Dias Gouveia

    This is one of my favourites.. it’s been on my profile ever since I watched the movie ‘Invictus’.

    And the movie about Nelson’s greater vision and insight was simply inspiring…