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A legend (Latin, legenda, "things to be read") is a narrative of human actions that

are perceived both by teller and listeners to take place within human history and to
possess certain qualities that give the tale verisimilitude. Legend, for its active and
passive participants includes no happenings that are outside the realm of "possibility",
defined by a highly flexible set of parameters, which may include miracles that are
perceived as actually having happened, within the specific tradition of indoctrination
where the legend arises, and within which it may be transformed over time, in order to
keep it fresh and vital, and realistic. The Brothers Grimm defined legend as folktale
historically grounded.[1] A modern folklorist's professional definition of legend was
proposed by Timothy R. Tangherlini in 1990:[2]

Legend, typically, is a short (mono-) episodic, traditional, highly ecotypified[3]


historicized narrative performed in a conversational mode, reflecting on a psychological
level a symbolic representation of folk belief and collective experiences and serving as a
reaffirmation of commonly held values of the group to whose tradition it belongs."

1888[1] in Henley's Book of Verses, where it was the fourth in a series of poems entitled Life and Death (Echoes).[2] It originally bore
no title:[2] early printings contained only the dedication To R. T. H. B.—a reference to Robert Thomas Hamilton Bruce (1846–1899), a
successful Scottish flour merchant and baker who was also a literary patron.[3] The familiar title "Invictus" (Latin for "unconquered"[4])
was added by Arthur Quiller-Couch when he included the poem in The Oxford Book Of English Verse (1900).[5][6]

Invictus
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.
Only Reminds Me Of You :
I see you, beside me
Isn’t too late to let it show
That I come to run from your side
But this place I hide
It only reminds me of you
When I turn out of the light
Even the night
It only reminds me of you

I needed my freedom
This what I’ve thought
But I was a fool to believe
My heart breaks while you cry
Rivers of tears
But I was too blind to see
How could I ever let you go
Isn’t too late to let you show

That I come to run from your side


But this place I hide
It only reminds me of you
When I turn out of the light
Even the night
It only reminds me of you

Only you…

Please come back to me


I’m down on my knees
God give me strength…

That I come to run from your side


But this place I hide
It only reminds me of you
When I turn out of the light
Even the night
It only reminds me of you