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Invictus
Do you know that poem?
Wordless Wednesday
INVICTUS
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. 1849–1903
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Yeah. Sweet start to the day, Tracy. Thanks. :)
great pic...don't know the poem. happy ww
Very beautiful picture to go with a haunting poem I haven't heard in many a year! I also enjoyed your aprons. What a hoot!
Pretty picture!
Thanks for sharing the lovely photo and poem. Happy WW!
simply beautiful
That's a lovely poem.
Mine are here and here.
Yes, it has long been one of my favorites.
It speaks to the soul.
I've never seen this one before but have heard it mentioned in things I read. I like it! I'm the captain of my soul.
What a great Wordless Wednesday! Hope you have a fantastic day!
Beautiful photograph and a lovely poem... I swear I have heard it before but not positive
I think that poem matches that picture perfectly! :)
That's a gorgeous photo! And a beautiful poem.
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