Invictus - Inspirational Poems to Restore your Mental Grit and Courage

By Emma Brown

Nurturing our mental health and well-being is more important than ever and I hope this short book, which collates inspirational poems, positive affirmations, and journaling prompts, helps restore your mental grit, courage, and resilience. This poetry compilation is a perfect and thoughtful gift. It comes in the size of 5.5x8.5 inches (21.6

• Language: English
• Publisher: The Poetry House
• Release date: Mar 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9781738584130

Emma Brown

Emma Brown is an investigative reporter at The Washington Post. In her life before journalism, she worked as a wilderness ranger in Wyoming and a middle school math teacher in Alaska. She lives with her husband and two children in Washington, DC.

Book preview

1

Invictus (Unconquered)

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 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 not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

1888

2

Love is Patient, Love is Kind

Love is patient, love is kind.

It does not envy, it does not boast,

it is not proud.

It does not dishonour others,

it is not self-seeking,

it is not easily angered,

and it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil

but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects,

always trusts,

always hopes,

and always perseveres.

Love never fails.

1 Corinthians 13

3

To Strive, to Seek, to Find, and not to Yield

It little profits that an idle king,

By this still hearth, among these barren crags,

Match’d with an aged wife, I mete and dole

Unequal laws unto a savage race,

That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.

I cannot rest from travel: I will drink

Life to the lees: All times I have enjoy’d

Greatly, have suffer’d greatly, both with those

That loved me, and alone, on shore, and when

Thro’ scudding drifts the rainy Hyades

Vext the dim sea: I am