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+title: "If by Rudyard Kipling"
+date: 2024-10-02T12:14:57+03:00
+tags: ["poetry"]
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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 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!