INVICTUS

William Ernest Henley

In noaptea ce ma acopera

neagra ca putul de la un pol la altul,

multumesc oricarui Dumnezeu

pentru sufletul meu neinvins.

In stransoarea circumstantelor,

nu m-am dat inapoi, nici n-am tipat.

Sub ciomageala sanselor,

capul imi sangereaza, dar nu se pleaca.

Dincolo de acest loc al maniei si lacrimilor,

se intrevede oroarea umbrei.
Si totusi amenintarea anilor

ma gaseste si ma va gasi neinfricat.

Nu conteaza cat de ingusta e poarta,

cat de incarcata de pedepse e lista,

sunt stapanul credintei mele,

sunt capitanul sufletului meu.

INVICTUS

"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 scrolls,

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul."

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