• nelson thanks whatever gods maybe

“Out of the nights that covers me, black as a pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever Gods may be, for my unconquerable soul In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not whinced, 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 still the menace of the years find and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how straight the gate, how charged with punishment the scroll, I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul.”William Ernest  Henle

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