Invictus

Invictus
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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.

By William Ernest Henley

Ryan is Chief Editor at Every Day, Getting Better. Ryan has been a basketball coach for over 20 years. Having coached at both the high school and middle school levels, Ryan felt it was time to pass on the stories and quotes that he has used to help motivate his teams. Ryan also contributes to the leadership development programs for the Sigma Chi Fraternity.
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