2.04.2010

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

William Ernest Henley

2 comentários:

Arisca disse...

Fui ver o filme na sexta-feira.
Adorei! É daqueles filmes que nos tocam na alma

*beijinho

um perfeito estranho disse...

Lindo. Inspirador.

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