Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit 凹處 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 重擊of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.Beyond this place of wrath 憤怒and tears Looms 隱約可見but the Horror of the shade,And yet the menace 威脅of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid.It matters not how strait 狹窄the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, 卷軸I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.