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Thursday, October 26, 2006

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.
~

by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903

2 Comments:

Blogger Zoe said...

wow! That is a stunning poem....I like it a lot!
Are the pictures cards from your tarot deck, Sharon?

Friday, 27 October, 2006  
Blogger Mother Damnable said...

Aww Glad you like it Zoe :>)

No, this picture of My Lord Thor came from the Internet.

I'm still waiting for my Tarot Deck ;>)

Friday, 27 October, 2006  

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