If you can keep your head when al 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 led about, don't deal in lines,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream---and not make dreams your master
If you can drink---and not make thoughts your aim
If you can meet mith Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fooly
Or watch th 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 beginings
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 ther 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 yo,but none too much;
If you can fill the urforgiving 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
