...mask, Content, though blind, had I no better guide. MILTON. INVICTÜS. OUT of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever...circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud; Under the bludgeoning« of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms...

...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...bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody but unbowed." There was something almost diabolically sinister in the fate that placed Beethoven, so sensitive to...

...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...bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody but unbowed. • •--•• "And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. "It matters not...

...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 be unbowed;...

...through the valleys of Hall. WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY (1849-1903) INVICTUS OUT of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from Pole to Pole, I thank whatever...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...

...expression which is peculiar to a human skull. —VlCTOR HUGO. "INVICTUS." Out of the night that covers me Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever...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...

...gods may be For my unconquerable soul.'" "That's the stuff!" cried Billy, "and that next verse, too: "'In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced...bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody but unbowed.' "That's you, Ivan!" He stopped and his voice changed a little : "Here's the summing up : "'It matters...

...mood of the close of the century in his best-known poem, "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." This personal mood finds easy transition to the national mood of militarism. As editor of The National...

...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...

...will keep me warm. J. Dryden. To RTHB o -Qy -c (From Echoes) (~)UT of the night that covers me, ^"^ Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever...bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. 251 And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. It matters not how strait the...