William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley

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William Ernest Henley (23 August 1849 – 11 July 1903) was an English poet, writer, critic and editor in late Victorian England. Though he wrote several books of poetry, Henley is remembered most often for his 1875 poem "Invictus".
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Invictus The Unconquerable

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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.
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Theres A Regret

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There's a
So grinding, so immitigably sad,
Remorse thereby feels tolerant, even glad
…Do you not know it yet
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The Ways Of Death Are Soothing And Serene

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The ways of Death are soothing and serene,
And all the words of Death are grave and sweet
From camp and church, the fireside and the street,
She beckons forth – and strife and song have been
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Lady Probationer

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Some three, or five, or seven, and thirty years;
A Roman nose; a dimpling double-chin;
Dark eyes and shy that, ignorant of sin,
Are yet acquainted, it would seem, with tears;
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Children Private Ward

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Here in this dim, dull, double-bedded room,
I play the father to a brace of boys,
Ailing but apt for every sort of noise,
Bedfast but brilliant yet with health and bloom
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London Types Beef-Eater

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His beat lies knee-high through a dust of story— A dust of terror and torture, grief and crime;
Ghosts that are England's wonder, and shame, and glory Throng where he walks, an antic of old time;
A sense of long immedicable tears Were ev...
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Etching

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Two and thirty is the ploughman
He's a man of gallant inches,
And his hair is close and curly,
And his beard;
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London Types Flower-Girl

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There's never a delicate nurseling of the year But our huge London hails it, and delights To wear it on her breast or at her ear,
Her days to colour and make sweet her nights
Crocus and daffodil and violet,
Pink, primrose, valley-li...
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Casualty

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As with varnish red and
Dripped his hair; his feet looked rigid;
Raised, he settled stiffly sideways:
You could see his hurts were spinal
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London Types Bus Driver

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He's called The General from the brazen craft And dash with which he sneaks a bit of road And all its fares; challenged, or chafed, or chaffed,
Back-answers of the newest he'll explode;
He reins his horses with an air; he treats With sco...
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London TypesLife-Guardsman

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Joy of the Milliner,
Envy of the Line,
Star of the Parks, jack-booted, sworded, helmed,
He sits between his holsters, solid of spine;
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In Rotten Row

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In Rotten Row a cigaretteI sat and smoked, with no
For all the tumult that had been
The distances were still and green,
And streaked with shadows cool and wet
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Operation

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You are carried in a basket,
Like a carcase from the shambles,
To the theatre, a
Where they stretch you on a table
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Beside The Idle Summer Sea

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Beside the idle summer sea,
And in the vacant summer days,
Light Love came fluting down the ways,
Where you were loitering with me
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London Types Mounted Police

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Army Reserve; a worshipper of Bobs,
With whom he stripped the smock from Candahar;
Neat as his mount, that neatest among cobs;
Whenever pageants pass, or meetings are,
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Romance

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'Talk of pluck
' pursued the Sailor,
Set at euchre on his elbow,'I was on the wharf at Charleston,
Just ashore from off the runner
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