hihihi could you please do the poem invictus by william ernest henry?
Scansion:
– ◡ / ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – Out of / the night / that co/vers me, – ◡ / ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – Black as / the Pit / from pole / to pole, ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – I thank / whate/ver gods / may be ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ ◡ / ◡ – For my / uncon/quera/ble soul. – ◡ / ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – In the / fell clutch / of cir/cumstance ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – I have / not winced / nor cried / aloud, – ◡ / ◡ – / ◡ ◡ / ◡ – Under / the blud/geonings / of chance ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – / ◡ – My head / is bloo/dy, but / unbowed.
Metrical form: iambic tetrameter, with some trochaic and arguably some pyrrhic substitutions
Rhyme scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH
Other notes: im gonna be honest I find this poem about as deep as a hallmark card and only slightly more artful but i looked it up and apparently it's super historically significant so whatever. im sorry that william lost his leg to tuberculosis, i guess he can write some repetitive saccharine poetry if he wants to












