Out of the night that covers me,   Black as the pit from - TopicsExpress



          

  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.
Posted on: Tue, 02 Jul 2013 10:50:47 +0000

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