William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

William Ernest Henley Poems

81. London Types: Barmaid 4/12/2010
82. The Gods Are Dead 4/12/2010
83. In The Placid Summer Midnight 4/12/2010
84. Children: Private Ward 4/12/2010
85. Interior 4/12/2010
86. Under A Stagnant Sky 4/12/2010
87. At Queensferry 4/12/2010
88. Romance 4/12/2010
89. From The Break The Nightingale 4/12/2010
90. Pro Rege Nostro 4/12/2010
91. Epilogue 4/12/2010
92. Back-View 4/12/2010
93. She Saunters By The Swinging Seas 4/12/2010
94. The West A Glimmering Lake Of Light 4/12/2010
95. Unconquerable 4/12/2010
96. Blithe Dreams Arise To Greet Us 4/12/2010
97. The Song Of The Sword--To Rudyard Kipling 4/12/2010
98. In The Dials 4/12/2010
99. Fill A Glass With Golden Wine 4/12/2010
100. The Sea Is Full Of Wandering Foam 4/12/2010
101. We'Ll Go No More A-Roving 4/12/2010
102. Casualty 4/12/2010
103. Ballade Of Truisms 4/12/2010
104. O, Have You Blessed, Behind The Stars 4/12/2010
105. Suicide 4/12/2010
106. In Rotten Row 4/12/2010
107. To My Mother 4/12/2010
108. The Past Was Goodly Once 4/12/2010
109. Dedication--To My Wife 4/12/2010
110. Some Starlit Garden Grey With Dew 4/12/2010
111. The Skies Are Strown With Stars 4/12/2010
112. Crosses And Troubles 4/12/2010
113. Beside The Idle Summer Sea 4/12/2010
114. Ballade Made In The Hot Weather 4/12/2010
115. Praise The Generous Gods 4/12/2010
116. Bring Her Again, O Western Wind 4/12/2010
117. Anterotics 4/12/2010
118. Interlude 4/12/2010
119. Ballade Of A Toyokuni Colour-Print 4/12/2010
120. Arabian Night's Entertainments 4/12/2010

Comments about William Ernest Henley

  • 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! ! !

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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


The beach was crowded. Pausing now and then,
He groped and fiddled doggedly along,
His worn face glaring on the thoughtless throng
The stony peevishness of sightless men.
He seemed scarce older than his clothes. Again,
Grotesquing thinly many an old sweet song,
So cracked his fiddle, his hand so frail and wrong,
You hardly could distinguish one in ten.
He stopped at last, and sat him on the sand,

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