William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

William Ernest Henley Poems

1. A Child 4/12/2010
2. A Dainty Thing's The Villanelle 4/12/2010
3. A Desolate Shore 4/12/2010
4. A Late Lark Twitters From The Quiet Skies 4/12/2010
5. A Love By The Sea 4/12/2010
6. A New Song To An Old Tune 4/12/2010
7. A Thanksgiving 4/12/2010
8. A Wink From Hesper 4/12/2010
9. After 4/12/2010
10. Allegro Maestoso 4/12/2010
11. Andante Con Moto 4/12/2010
12. Anterotics 4/12/2010
13. Anterotics 4/12/2010
14. Apparition 4/12/2010
15. Arabian Night's Entertainments 4/12/2010
16. As Like The Woman As You Can 4/12/2010
17. At Queensferry 4/12/2010
18. Attadale, West Highlands 4/12/2010
19. Ave, Caesar! 4/12/2010
20. Back-View 4/12/2010
21. Ballade Made In The Hot Weather 4/12/2010
22. Ballade Of A Toyokuni Colour-Print 4/12/2010
23. Ballade Of Dead Actors 1/3/2003
24. Ballade Of Midsummer Days And Nights 4/12/2010
25. Ballade Of Truisms 4/12/2010
26. Ballade Of Youth And Age 4/12/2010
27. Barmaid 1/3/2003
28. Before 4/12/2010
29. Beside The Idle Summer Sea 4/12/2010
30. Between The Dusk Of A Summer Night 1/1/2004
31. Blithe Dreams Arise To Greet Us 4/12/2010
32. Bring Her Again, O Western Wind 4/12/2010
33. Casualty 4/12/2010
34. Children: Private Ward 4/12/2010
35. Clinical 4/12/2010
36. Croquis 1/3/2003
37. Crosses And Troubles 4/12/2010
38. Dedication--To My Wife 4/12/2010
39. Discharged 4/12/2010
40. Double Ballad Of Life And Death 4/12/2010

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  • Jnana Eshwar (10/18/2018 8:43:00 AM)

    William Ernest Henley is really an excellent author. I really don't know much about him as i am only 9 and a half years old.

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  • Ruta Mohapatra Ruta Mohapatra (7/22/2018 2:04:00 PM)

    I love his poems. They are enchanting, profound, leave a lasting impression. He is unquestionably one of the great poets.

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  • Joseph Dela Sulh (losembe) Joseph Dela Sulh (losembe) (9/29/2015 2:14:00 PM)

    Nice piece of work indeed

  • Manuel Rosenbaum (5/22/2014 4:36:00 PM)

    In 2004, at age 75, I was diagnosed with an aggressive form of prostate cancer. one of the things that helped me was remembering Invictus which I had memorized as a teenager. It gave me the inner strength and courage to fight back and survive!

  • Charles Darnell Charles Darnell (7/3/2013 4:12:00 PM)

    In answer to Suresh, I believe Henley was referring to death with no afterlife. If you place his life within a historical context, the theory of Evolution had emerged as a dominate force in science. Many people despaired that the theory killed the idea of God. They came to think that there was no God, heaven, or indeed any kind of life after death. I think Henley embraced this and hence the line. This idea is further re-enforced by his final line I am the captain of my soul...in other words, I am responsible for my life, my actions, my spirit and answerable to myself (not to God) .
    This is one of my all time favorite poems.

  • Sharon Coakley (3/19/2013 2:38:00 AM)

    to me this poet had a will to fight. he did not let his struggles no matter how hard it seemed conquered him. He seem very much in touch with pain and hardship and some how his spirit is unbreakable.

  • Jed Mills (2/12/2013 4:00:00 PM)

    I find that the life of this man is very interesting and sad.

Best Poem of William Ernest Henley


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.

Read the full of Invictus

There's A Regret

There's a regret
So grinding, so immitigably sad,
Remorse thereby feels tolerant, even glad. ...
Do you not know it yet?

For deeds undone
Rnakle and snarl and hunger for their due,
Till there seems naught so despicable as you
In all the grin o' the sun.

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