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

  • Jose Luis Bobes (2/4/2012 10:33:00 PM)

    Inspirational. It makes you understand the character of Nelson Mandela, Maravilloso, Lleno de corage (Report) Reply

    48 person liked.
    20 person did not like.
  • Alexa Castillo (2/2/2012 10:56:00 AM)

    ...I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul.

    -i aboslutely LOVE this (Report) Reply

  • Brianna Winebarger Brianna Winebarger (1/20/2012 10:14:00 AM)

    THis poem is excellent and soulful. words can't describe it (Report) Reply

  • Afolabi Boluwatife 'muyiwa (1/14/2012 6:33:00 AM)

    Just one word for it 'invigorating' (Report) Reply

  • Camille Casserly (1/9/2012 8:35:00 PM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Faye Facer (1/6/2012 2:11:00 AM)

    Excellent philosophy.. (Report) Reply

  • Judith Furedi (12/26/2011 12:01:00 PM)

    The last two lines lift it. (Report) Reply

  • Lexie Bousman (11/13/2011 7:30:00 PM)

    too 'sing-songy'
    read a modern book of poetry (Report) Reply

  • Georgios Venetopoulos Georgios Venetopoulos (10/12/2011 5:00:00 PM)

    Excellent, someone may say it is close to mine in quality and strength of expression (Report) Reply

  • marvin brato (10/5/2011 4:45:00 AM)

    Excellent write, profound sentiments! (Report) Reply

  • Arpita Choudhury (9/13/2011 6:35:00 AM)

    brilliant and uplifting poem! (Report) Reply

  • Jack Strange (9/10/2011 4:43:00 PM)

    Chien
    To the tune of “Invictus”

    Out in the lanes where laughs not Mirth,
    Where maggots thrive 'mid offal fogs,
    A mongrel mutt wreaked lethal birth
    Unto a host of puppy dogs.

    Six guileless hounds were spewed in Hell,
    The dowager vaporing, dead.
    Five unlicked pups heaved blind and fell
    Until but one might Being wed.

    Then I, bereft of Pride's respect,
    My spirit cold spurned to this sty,
    Touched humble fur-O dim reject!
    For me his spark refused to die!

    It matters not how mixed his blood,
    How flea-infected be his skin;
    I now command this canine stud,
    I am the master of Chien.

    - Jack Strange, Would-Be Poems (2001) (Report) Reply

  • Dave Walker (8/22/2011 6:34:00 AM)

    Read my poem called, for
    Michael hicky. A true story.
    He was one of the bridgewater four.
    Who was in charge of his fate? . (Report) Reply

  • Dave Walker (8/22/2011 6:28:00 AM)

    Read my poem called, for
    Michael hicky. A true story.
    He was one of the bridgewater four.
    Who was in charge of his fate? . (Report) Reply

  • Clifford Hewitt (8/20/2011 12:47:00 PM)

    I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul

    ^ ^ <3 (Report) Reply

  • Mel Williams (8/14/2011 1:08:00 PM)

    Having just lost a wife I nursed for three years and who considered this one of her favorite poems, it is clear Mr Henley truly understood the abyss and the courage needed to navigate it. (Report) Reply

  • Kaio Clark (8/7/2011 6:52:00 PM)

    I do believe, as of the great demi-god Mandela, this is my favorite poem, of time (Report) Reply

  • Dan Crispy (3/19/2011 2:16:00 PM)

    was thinking of using this as lyrics to my bands new song. anyone know any details of copyright? ? (Report) Reply

  • Devin Stacy (3/1/2011 4:10:00 PM)

    I don't know if everyone reading this has read the christian intrepration of this poem, but to me atleast, it doesn't even caught the tone and message of this truly amazing poem. I feel almost as if their polar opposites, and while i don't know about the history of William Ernest, I personally believe this poem wasn't even written with a christian intent, as much as he was just using the imagery these very common and well known concepts envoke. (Report) Reply

  • Stuart Merrill (2/8/2011 12:29:00 PM)

    Hello Poemhunter,

    I recently exchanged comments with Keith Leach about themes in the poem Invictus by William Henley concerning hubris versus humility as responses to the perceived lack of control over one's fate in life, especially concerning illness (like Henley in the poem) . What better way to discuss these themes than relate them to our own experiences? Illness and infirmity are sensitive subjects, but I thought we dealt with them sensitively, yet honestly. I wonder why they were removed? Were they too sensitive for Poemhunter? Is it cultural incorrectness? It seems like an arbitrary decision to remove them, especially when reading all the other comments. So, I'm perplexed. I think it's hard to argue that the comments did not deal with touchy subjects that are logically and emotionally very related to the poem.

    I would really like to understand your general policy and specific reason for removing the comments.

    Respectfully,
    Stuart

    I would really appreciate feedback from other users of the site who read my comments before they were removed. Please send me a private message via Poemhunter's system. Was I out of line? Thank you. (Report) Reply










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