...his misfortunes. For him, if for any one, the boast of the stoic poet would have been justifiable : " In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced...Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody but unbowed." There was something almost diabolically sinister in the fate that placed Beethoven, so sensitive...

...heart-throbs of eyes that cannot see even the gray days of life. Schall, in his full pride, then repeated: "In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced...Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody but unbowed. • •--•• "And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. "It matters...

...splendid thing to be able to say with Henley: " In the strong stress of circumstance, I have not winced or cried aloud; Under the bludgeonings of chance, My head is bloody, but unbowed!" But our joy-philosophers insist upon more than this. It is not enough that the head should...

...that comes, the wish that goes, The memories that follow ! 1874 nr IM RT HAMILTON BRUCE (1846-1899) OUT of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit...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...

...the hills of Habersham, Calls through the valleys of Hall. WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY (1849-1903) INVICTUS OUT of the night that covers me, Black as the pit...the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbow'd. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace...

...development of character is the chief aim of man's life. He concludes with quoting Henley's noble lines : "Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit...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...

...that strange mockery of its expression which is peculiar to a human skull. —VlCTOR HUGO. "INVICTUS." Out of the night that covers me Black as the pit from...circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud, Under the bludgeonlngs of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but...

...given expression to the neostoic mood of the close of the century in his best-known poem, "Invictus": "Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit...thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul." This personal mood finds easy transition to the national mood of militarism. As editor of The National...

...be some way, and I will find it !" Half unconsciously, Henley's stirring lines sprang to my lips : " Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods there be For my unconquerable soul. "In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried...

...somehow he's pulled out. Everybody respects him now. I guess he knows about that first verse though : " 'Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole !' " Johnny finished the stanza : "'I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.'" "That's...