I Am The Captain Of My Soul



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

 

"Invictus,"
by William Earnest Henley

 

Applet by Ibon Tolosana

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