Poetry: "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley (read by Tom Hiddleston) (12/06)

"Almost 150 years ago, in 1875, the late Victorian poet, William Ernest Henley, born in Gloucester, England, wrote the following while suffering from recurring illness. The poem has, ever since, inspired courage and strength in hearts."

"Invictus" by 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.

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Invictus* Kálnoky László fordítása

Az égből, mely úgy hull fölém,
mint földtekére zord pokol,
bármely istent csak áldok én
lelkemért, mely meg nem hajol.

Az élet ökle letepert,
s én nem jajgattam vergődve, nem,
a véletlen dorongja vert,
s véres, de büszke még fejem.

Túl a harag, s könnyek honán
csak a homály borzalma vár,
évek fenekednek reám,
de gyávának egy sem talál.

Nem baj, ha szűk a kapu, s ha
a tekercs bármit ró ki rám,
magam vagyok sorsom ura,
lelkem hajóján kapitány.

*Le nem győzött


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