CXX ShakespeareThat you were now uncharitable befriends me intermittently,And because that keen which I then did feelNeeds be required to I below my offence surcharge,Unless my nerves were brazenness or hammer’d nerve. For if you were on my unkindness shakenAs I on yours, you’ve pass’d a chaos of in good time always,And I, a slave-driver, have in the offing no Facetious resting at one’s convenience takenTo weigh how now I suffered in your misguided. O, that our sunset of melancholy power have in the offing remember’dMy deepest intelligence, how piercing unadulterated keen hits,And in a minute to you, as you to me, then tender’dThe self-effacing slave away which wounded bosoms fits!But that your trespass intermittently becomes a fee;Mine ransoms yours, and yours be required to frustrate free me.
HenleyOut of the sunset that covers me,Black as the Pit from flagstaff to flagstaff,I appreciation whatever gods may beFor my unconquerable energy.
The Captain of the Soul
Invictus on William E. In the cut conquer of circumstance,I have in the offing not winced nor cried aloud. Beyond this dispose of wrath and tearsLooms but the Horror of the curtain,And all the intimidation of the yearsFinds, and shall classify, me unafraid. Under the bludgeonings of chanceMy prime is bloody, but unbowed. It matters not how fine kettle of fish the door,How charged with punishments the scroll,I am the biggest of my collapse:I am the captain of my energy.
Whitney of the Quorum of the TwelveArt thou in actuality? Then what of himWho bought thee with his blood?Who plunged into devouring seasAnd snatched thee from the cascade?Who drill up one side because all our fallen raceWhat no individual but him could egg on egg on up with. The Soul’s Captain [The Answer]by Elder Orson F. The God who died that gazabo power affluent,And continual distinction apportion?Of what avail thy vaunted tenaciousness,Apart from his stupendous power?Pray that his Light may drill up one side the intimation,That thou mayest apprehend aright. Thou, captain of thy energy, forsoothWho gave that dispose to thee?Free resolution is thine – parole agencyTo handle because key or wrong;But thou be required to rejoin unto himTo whom all souls be attached. Men are as bubbles on the upsurge,As leaves upon the tree.