LIFE IN LIT
Timeless Lit meets Modern Times

Life has a way of giving us the impossible, but the human spirit shows us that nothing is. William Ernest Henley shows us this strength.

Invictus
BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY
Narrated by Gino Quillamor

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.