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We are the master of our destiny. We are responsible for our own happiness. This famous inspirational poem charges us to accept responsibility for our lives no matter our circumstances. Invictus in Latin means unconquered. William Ernest Henley (1849-1903), an English Poet, had one of his legs amputated at the age of 17. The poem, which he wrote while healing from the amputation, is a testimony to his refusal to let his handicap disrupt his life. Indeed, he led a meaningful life as a poet…

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"The Invictus poem print, featuring the powerful words, \"I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.\" This inspirational poem was written by William Ernest Henley in 1875. This is an unframed, professionally printed inkjet print, with archival inks applied to heavyweight paper with rich contrast, slight sheen, but no glossy shine. It also resists fingerprints and will not smudge. It looks fantastic in a frame. Packaged and shipped with care. Additional poetry prints can be…

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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…