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IF by Rudyard Kipling
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| by Rudyard Kipling |
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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,
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 imposters 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! |
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