The Poem Invictus

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This emotional poem was written by William Ernest Henley about the struggles of life when one feels like giving up

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM) North American (US Midwest- Chicago, Great Lakes)

Transcript

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Invictus a whim. Ernest Henley. Out of the night that covers me black is to pit from pole to pole. I think whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul and the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud under the bloody deans of chance. My head is bloody but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears, bones. But the horror of the shade And yet menace of the years finds and she'll find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments. The scroll! I am the master of my feet. I am the captain of my soul.