Thursday, October 29, 2009
William Ernest Henley. 1849–1903 7. Invictus O UT 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 5 I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but... Sign in
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