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.
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1 familyonbikes // Jun 3, 2008 at 11:02 pm
Just wanted to pop in and wish you the best of luck!! We are taking off on June 8 as well - to ride our bikes to the ends of the earth. We’re now in the midst of t hose last-minute frenzies trying to get everything done - all our stuff stored and the house prepared for renters. It’s crazy!!
Have fun!!
2 Farewell Antipodes | Bangkok To Krakow // Jun 8, 2008 at 1:25 pm
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3 Uncle Tumu // Jun 13, 2008 at 4:56 pm
Onwards nephew! Onwards! Mauri ora! Enjoy your journeys and have loads of fun, let stand in your way. Lots of love to you whanau mwah mwah mwah!
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