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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, donât deal in lies, Or, being hated, donât give way to hating, And yet donât look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dreamâand not make dreams your master; If you can thinkâand 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 youâve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build âem 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: âHold on!â
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kingsânor 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 secondsâ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything thatâs in it, Andâwhich is moreâyouâll be a Man, my son!
If you can stay calm when everyone around you is losing their composure And blaming you for it; If you can have faith in yourself when others doubt you, But also consider their doubts;
If you can be patient and not weary of waiting, Or, when others lie about you, donât respond with lies, Or, when others hate you, donât succumb to hatred, And still donât appear too proud or speak too wisely:
If you can dreamâand not let dreams control you; If you can thinkâand not make thinking your only goal; If you can face success and failure And treat both as deceivers equally;
If you can endure hearing your own words Twisted by dishonest people to trap the foolish, Or see the things you dedicated your life to, destroyed, And bend down to rebuild them with worn-out tools:
If you can gather all your winnings And risk them on a single gamble, And lose, then start over from the beginning And never mention your loss;
If you can compel your heart and strength To work for you long after they are spent, And keep going when you feel empty Except for the Will that tells you: âKeep going!â
If you can converse with crowds and maintain your integrity, Or associate with royaltyâwithout losing your common touch; If neither enemies nor dear friends can harm you; If everyone values you, but not too much;
If you can make the most of every unforgiving moment With sixty seconds of effort in every minute, Then you will own the Earth and everything in it, Andâwhich is even betterâyouâll be a Man, my son!