Because I'm not sure how clear the text will be on a smaller screen, I'll just write up the whole poem here as well:

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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Because I'm not sure how clear the text will be on a smaller screen, I'll just write up the whole poem here as well:

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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To A Mouse is a poem written by Scotland's national poet, Robert Burns, after accidently destroying the nest of a field mouse whilst ploughing a field just before the onset of winter and feeling guilty about it, as he never intended to cause it any harm and knowing that it probably won't have time to build a new one before the onset of the winter snow.

It is from this poem that the famous novel, Of Mice and Men, gets its title and tells more or less the same story.

A spoken rendition can be found below:

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Traditionally, this is more of a song than a poem and a rendition of it can be found below:

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In all honesty, if you get a chance to try a haggis, you really should. They taste much, much better than they sound.

The vegetarian ones are really nice too if you can't stomach a proper one.

A Spoken rendition can be found here:

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Percy Bysshe Shelley: Ozymandias

ZEN PENCILS presents OZYMANDIAS A poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley I met a traveller from an antique land who said... Two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand... ...half sunk, a shattered visage lies. Whose frown, and wrinkled lip... .. and sneer of cold command... .. tell that its sculptor well those passions read. Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things. The hand that mocked them... ... and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear ... MY NAME IS OZYMANDIAS. KING OF KINGS. LOOK ON MY WORKS, YE MIGHTY... ...AND DESPAIR! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay... ...of that colossal wreck... ASC ... boundless and bare... ... the lone and level sands stretch far away. Percy Bysshe Shelley zen pencils.com ARTWORK O GAVIN AUNG THAN 2014

Rudyard Kipling: If-

If If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, 2 Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream-and not make dreams your master; If you can think-and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!' If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings-nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And-which is more–you'll be a Man, my son! FAMOUS AUTHOR SAYS.

Robert Frost: The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. And sorry I could not travel both... ... and be one traveler, long I stood AIR BRAZIL DESTINATION: RIO JE JANEIRO VICTORIA UNIVERSITY And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth. STUDENT ENROLMENT DEPARTURES PIGN Then took the other, as just as fair And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same. And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black 1SENIOR CONSULTANT Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by ... ... and that has made all the difference. THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by Robert Frost zen pencils.com ARTWORK O GAVIN AUNG THAN 2012

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Poetry

Notes

Because I'm not sure how clear the text will be on a smaller screen, I'll just write up the whole poem here as well:

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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Nemi by Lise Myhre (Translated from Norwegian)

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