Invictus--Unconquerable; Undefeated


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,
yet shall find me unafraid

it matters not how straight the gate
how charged with punishment the scroll

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



~William Ernest Henley~

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