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    This poem expresses the speaker's unconquerable soul and mastery over their own fate, despite facing night, circumstance, chance, wrath, and punishments. The speaker thanks whatever gods may be for their soul and has remained unwincing and unbowed in the face of bludgeonings, with their head bloody but unbowed. They are unafraid of the menace of years to come and the horror of the shade that looms.

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    This poem expresses the speaker's unconquerable soul and mastery over their own fate, despite facing night, circumstance, chance, wrath, and punishments. The speaker thanks whatever gods may be for their soul and has remained unwincing and unbowed in the face of bludgeonings, with their head bloody but unbowed. They are unafraid of the menace of years to come and the horror of the shade that looms.

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    Spring Edition

    SUCH IS LIFE
    THE BLOG
    March 31, 2010

    Poetry Corner 2

    Here is an encouraging poem my friend shared with me so I


    am sharing it with you all.
    I am the
    master of my
    Invictus fate

    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

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