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And as if God himself spoke
Hear Charlie Rose’s utterance ..the sigh…God
Morgan Freeman in his inimitable poetic delivery Invictus.
The voice and words share cosmic chemistry And it no longer is spoken It is felt
Invictus
William Ernest Henley
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.
