by Rudyard 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 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 all [on one turn (of pitch-and-toss)],
And lose, and start again [at your beginnings]
And never breath 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]!