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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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Alexa Castillo (2/2/2012 10:56:00 AM)
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...I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
-i aboslutely LOVE this
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Brianna Winebarger (1/20/2012 10:14:00 AM)
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THis poem is excellent and soulful. words can't describe it
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Camille Casserly (1/9/2012 8:35:00 PM)
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Just beautiful. Every time I read it, I feel so much. When I forget, It reminds me of my personal strength; that part of me no burden can wash away.
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Faye Facer (1/6/2012 2:11:00 AM)
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Excellent philosophy..
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Judith Furedi (12/26/2011 12:01:00 PM)
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The last two lines lift it.
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Lexie Bousman (11/13/2011 7:30:00 PM)
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too 'sing-songy'
read a modern book of poetry
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Nikiforos Ouranos (10/12/2011 5:00:00 PM)
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Excellent, someone may say it is close to mine in quality and strength of expression
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marvin brato (10/5/2011 4:45:00 AM)
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Excellent write, profound sentiments!
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