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Rudyard Kipling (30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)
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If
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!
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An exemplary philosophy to live by and use to encourage the young to emulate.
this was all true... until i got to the part about being a son... im a girl XD
My favourite poem at time and seasons. My late grandpa's favourite.
My favourite poem at time and seasons. My late grandpa's favourite.
This poem is amazing! I'm so glad it was written. This is so inspiring to me, because everything he said I can completely relate to.
My Father made me learn this poem over fifty years ago and I thought it cruel and unusual punishment at the time but thank God he did because it has helped me through my entire life. Through all of the trials and tribulations, the highs and lows, the joys and tragedies there is some part of this poem that always seems to comfort or reinforrce life. Every time I read this poem I think of my father and it still brings a tear to my eyes. Thank you, Mr. Kipling
From the beginning to the end this is a noble piece of inspiration.
I say From the starting this poem ignites a fire within which is itself a fuel to our Aim in our lives.
This is just off the mark and i will say Maya Angelou is just a small puff of dust in front of Rudyard Kipling.
Maya has a different approach which is not bad but its just not reaching the benchmark which this poem has reached.
woooow.. Such a great poem, I love it so so so much.
a testament to jesus or a statement to the cruelties of man toward those who are different. i belive it to be both.
It's a testament to Jesus, the only one who could not be tempted.