William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

Invictus - Poem by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
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Comments about Invictus by William Ernest Henley

  • (4/8/2013 6:14:00 PM)


    Probably my favorite of all poems, such noble grace in words, so much accuracy in depicting the strain and the pain, so much strength and moving power, simply amazing (Report) Reply

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  • (4/2/2013 11:48:00 AM)


    Beautiful words but hauntingly isolated. (Report) Reply

  • (2/22/2013 10:54:00 PM)


    Two months ago I had open heart surgery. It lasted twice as long as expected because of complications…now I take multiple medications daily to stay alive. But I am Alive…I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul. (Report) Reply

  • (2/19/2013 6:22:00 PM)


    This poem is about how many people try to tear thos person down but he is showing them that he is undefeated. (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (2/13/2013 5:54:00 AM)


    Master of fate and captain of soul. good. (Report) Reply

  • (2/11/2013 4:01:00 PM)


    this poem rocks dudes'! ! (Report) Reply

  • (1/29/2013 7:45:00 PM)


    No matter what the odds, no matter who I face, i will never give in to it. I will always stay strong. I will always be me. (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (1/19/2013 10:05:00 PM)


    I am the master of my fate
    I am the captain of my soul. good.
    (Report) Reply

  • (12/19/2012 12:21:00 AM)


    A beautiful poem on self-confidence and existence (Report) Reply

  • (11/14/2012 1:44:00 PM)


    My dad liked this poem, he died in 2006, and I only just now read the poem. I understand a little more about the man I didnt get to know in life. He had a hard life his father and mother were drunks, therefore he became a drunk, but he was very proud and never bowed his head. My father the master of his fate, the captian of his soul. (Report) Reply

  • (11/11/2012 2:31:00 PM)


    I was moved to tears with the invocation master of my fate, Captain of my Soul (Report) Reply

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  • Ruby Honeytip (10/30/2012 10:05:00 AM)


    An internal locus of control is always a beautiful and masterful thing to behold: -) (Report) Reply

  • (10/28/2012 10:02:00 AM)


    Excellent:
    Song of a heart
    singing victories
    over and above
    all pains and afflictions.
    (Report) Reply

  • (10/21/2012 1:18:00 PM)


    Pure existentialism. (Report) Reply

  • (10/15/2012 10:23:00 PM)


    I am d master f my fate. I am d master f my soul.
    What a poem! Fantastic!
    (Report) Reply

  • (9/15/2012 5:27:00 PM)


    I have loved this poem since reading it for the first time over thirty years ago. It is very stirring. Another which creates the same feeling for me is The Last Hero by GK Chesterton. (Report) Reply

  • (9/12/2012 12:44:00 PM)


    I like this poem by W. E. Henley a lot.... still, I read a response by Orson F. Whitney, that is a beautiful Christian response to Invictus. I can be the captain of my soul, or, as Carrie Underwood sang, Jesus Take the Wheel and let Him be the Captain of my soul. I prefer and have always been blessed by choosing Him.

    Art thou in truth?
    Then what of Him who bought thee with His blood?
    Who plunged into devouring seas
    And snatched thee from the flood,
    Who bore for all our fallen race
    What none but Him could bear—
    That God who died that man might live
    And endless glory share.
    Of what avail thy vaunted strength
    Apart from His vast might?
    Pray that His light may pierce the gloom
    That thou mayest see aright.
    Men are as bubbles on the wave,
    As leaves upon the tree,
    Thou, captain of thy soul! Forsooth,
    Who gave that place to thee?
    Free will is thine—free agency,
    To wield for right or wrong;
    But thou must answer unto Him
    To whom all souls belong.
    Bend to the dust that “head unbowed, ”
    Small part of life’s great whole,
    And see in Him and Him alone,
    The captain of thy soul.
    (Report) Reply

  • (9/7/2012 3:13:00 AM)


    It is almost 3 years since I commented about a response by Basra Emli (an obvious ignorant regiligious imbecile) about this poem. I keep a copy in my wallett along with other inspiratonal poems (Flanders Fields poppies among others) . I think that the simple minded people who believe they do not have REAL FREE WILL should study the work of Pelagius from the early years of Christianity to realise how the real intellect of the Church was destroyed by the likes of St Augustine Hippo. If the early Church had not been obsessed with power over the minds of such as Basra, it might have relevance today! ! (Report) Reply

  • (8/27/2012 9:28:00 AM)


    This is my favorite poem in the world, living in Africa I have seen how it is there with my own eyes, and I love this poem. (Report) Reply



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