2010. 7. 27. 15:31photograph

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to ple;
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 Henry

이렇게 노골적으로 감동적인 시로 감동을 주려는 영화가 또 있었었나?
내 기억은 '죽은 시인의 사회'까지 거슬러 올라간다.

그런데 아무리 노골적이고 뻔해도,
감동적인건 감동적인거다. 이 시 좋다.