 | 1894 - 1020 pages
...quite as " personal " as the following, included among the supplementary pieces in the same volume : " Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may. he For my unconqnerable soul. " In the fell clutch of circnnutance I have not winced nor cried... | |
 | 1895 - 722 pages
...be afraid. Man, will there cease to be force in this man's message, that is so simple and so true ? 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. # # # # • Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror... | |
 | 1902 - 922 pages
...covered with whitewash, in the pantry of the prison, formerly the chapel of the Hodesta, at Florence. ' 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... | |
 | Homer - 1884 - 500 pages
...sincerity that word of William Ernest Henley, to me the greatest spiritual declaration in any language: "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. I have not winced nor cried aloud, Beneath the bludgeonings of chance... | |
 | 1898 - 842 pages
...cheerfully and gladly, when often it was he who needed the help of others. He could truly say with the poet: "In the fell clutch of circumstance. I have not winced nor cried aloud." When we compare Mr. Ordway's canvas, the quiet scenes and unostentatious expression, to some of the... | |
 | Paul Carus - 1929 - 818 pages
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 | 1919 - 348 pages
...Dr. Yohe resigned, but the department refused to accept it. The World Peace Dews By DR. PI LEONARD Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may he For my unconquerable soul. Attention ! 1 Count. 2 Fours. They are returning to their practice.... | |
 | 1926 - 776 pages
...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. In the fell clutch of 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... | |
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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... 
