If By Richard Kipling
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 allowances for their doubting too. If you can wait and not
be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don't deal in lies, or being
hated, don't give way to hating. And yet don't look too good, not talk
too wise.
If you can dream and not make dreams your master; If you can think
and not make thought 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
them up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it all 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 say 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!!
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