Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head down 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 that doubting too
If you can wait and not be tired of 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 talk to crowds and keep your virtue
Or walk with Kings - but not 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 thats in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
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