 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...  The Atlantic Monthly - หน้า 1241894มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - เกี่ยวกับหนังสือเล่มนี้
 | Brian Johnson - 2005 - 308 หน้า
...ever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced or cried aloud, Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody but unbowed. It matters not how straight the gate. How charged with punishment the scroll, I am the master of my... | |
 | Jacob Bergen - 2006 - 317 หน้า
...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...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... | |
 | Agnes B. Cagney - 2007 - 180 หน้า
...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...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... | |
 | William Roetzheim - 2006 - 760 หน้า
...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...Beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the Horror of the shade, and yet the menace of theyears finds, and shall find, me unafraid. Form: Iambic... | |
 | Stephen Christian - 2006 - 190 หน้า
...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...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... | |
 | William Roetzheim - 2006 - 208 หน้า
...soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeon ings 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... | |
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