“I am the master of my fate”

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the Pit from the pole to pole,

I Thank whatever Gods may be

For my unconqerable 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 matter not how strait the gait,

How Charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul.

 

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