William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

William Ernest Henley Poems

41. Music 4/12/2010
42. On The Way To Kew 4/12/2010
43. London Types: Hawker 4/12/2010
44. Pastoral 4/12/2010
45. To: W A 4/12/2010
46. What Have I Done For You 4/12/2010
47. Space And Dread And The Dark 4/12/2010
48. Before 4/12/2010
49. London Types: Bluecoat Boy 4/12/2010
50. Life In Her Creaking Shoes 4/12/2010
51. O, Time And Change, They Range And Range 4/12/2010
52. The Spring, My Dear 4/12/2010
53. The Sands Are Alive With Sunshine 4/12/2010
54. London Types: Bus Driver 4/12/2010
55. There Is A Wheel Inside My Head 4/12/2010
56. To My Wife 4/12/2010
57. London Types: Drum-Major 4/12/2010
58. Scherzando 4/12/2010
59. Tree, Old Tree Of The Triple Crook 4/12/2010
60. Your Heart Has Trembled To My Tongue 4/12/2010
61. Here They Trysted, And Here They Strayed 4/12/2010
62. London Types: News Boy 4/12/2010
63. The Surges Gushed And Sounded 4/12/2010
64. Time And The Earth 4/12/2010
65. When You Wake In Your Crib 4/12/2010
66. The Spirit Of Wine 4/12/2010
67. Midsummer Midnight Skies 4/12/2010
68. London Types: Flower-Girl 4/12/2010
69. The Shadow Of Dawn 4/12/2010
70. The Nightingale Has A Lyre Of Gold 4/12/2010
71. The Ways Of Death Are Soothing And Serene 4/12/2010
72. In The Waste Hour 4/12/2010
73. We Are The Choice Of The Will 4/12/2010
74. Nocturn 4/12/2010
75. Envoy--To Charles Baxter 4/12/2010
76. One With The Ruined Sunset 4/12/2010
77. Ballade Of Youth And Age 4/12/2010
78. Grave 4/12/2010
79. Waiting 4/12/2010
80. Why, My Heart, Do We Love Her So? 4/12/2010

Comments about William Ernest Henley

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

    Nice piece of work indeed

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  • 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.

  • Suresh Bala (7/5/2010 8:38:00 AM)

    Invictus:

    Can someone elaborate the line about the 'Horror of the shade'? Is this a biblical reference?

  • Serene Waters (1/3/2010 2:18:00 AM)

    I just saw the phenomenal movie Invictus five hours ago. This movie, about Nelson Mandela and his ressurrection from being a prisoner to being the president of South Africa, show that iron bars can not stop some men.
    He rehearsed the words of hope from his prison cell in the Poem Invictus, and the power of spirit over matter was manifested. As president, he also quelled the post-apartheid tension, transforming enemies into friends. It is a story about someone with a vision of an ideal world who was able to embrace his nation, both black and white, as his family. His heart will not be forgotten, because without people like him a better world will never come. You will feel so uplifted by this movie! ! !

Best Poem of William Ernest Henley

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.

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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