Madam, Life's a piece in bloom death goes dogging everywhere: She's the tenant of the room he's the ruffian on the stair.
Category: Death And Dying
I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud: Under the bludgeoning of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.
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.