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Invictus
By William Ernest Henley
William Ernest Henley, a British poet,
editor and journalist was
born in Gloucester, England on August 23, 1849.
When he was 12 years old he contracted tuberculosis of the bone and
at the age of 16 had his left leg amputated below the knee.
Unfortunately his right foot was also diseased and after receiving
radical surgery, he spent several years in the hospital until he was
better. It was during his stay in the hospital that he began to write
his impressionistic poems of bravado and spirited defiance.
Henley's inspiring
poem Invictus (Unconquered in Latin)
demonstrates and confirms how, despite his
challenging obstacles, he chose to lead an active, productive life.
Alongside his poetic accomplishments, Henley edited several
journals and introduced to the public the early works of Thomas Hardy,
George Bernard Shaw, H.G. Wells and Rudyard
Kipling. He also collaborated on four plays with his lifelong
friend Robert Louis Stevenson.
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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. |
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