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Two Days

By William Ernest Henley

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(February 15 - September 28, 1894)     To V. G.     That day we brought our Beautiful One to lie     In the green peace within your gates, he came     To give us greeting, boyish and kind and shy,     And, stricken as we were, we blessed his name:     Yet, like the Creature of Light that had been ours,     Soon of the sweet Earth disinherited,     He too must join, even with the Year's old flowers,     The unanswering generations of the Dead.     So stand we friends for you, who stood our friend     Through him that day; for now through him you know     That though where love was, love is till the end,     Love, turned of death to longing, like a foe,     Strikes: when the ruined heart goes forth to crave     Mercy of the high, austere, unpitying Grave.

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William Ernest Henley

About William Ernest Henley

William Ernest Henley (1849–1903) was an English poet, critic, and editor best known for his poem "Invictus" ("I am the master of my fate / I am the captain of my soul"). Written while recovering from tuberculosis of the bone, it has become one of the most quoted poems of courage and resilience.

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