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!
Daca
Daca esti calm, cînd toti se pierd cu firea
În jurul tau, si spun ca-i vina ta;
De crezi în tine, chiar cînd Omenirea
Nu crede, dar îi crezi si ei cumva;
De stii s-astepti, dar fara tevatura;
De nu dezminti minciuni mintind, ci drept;
De nu raspunzi la ura tot cu ura
Si nici prea bun nu pari, nici prea-ntelept;
Daca visezi – dar nu-ti faci visul astru;
De poti sa speri – dar nu-ti faci jindul tel;
De-ntîmpini si Triumful si Dezastrul
Mereu senin si în acelasi fel;
Daca suporti sa-ti vezi vorba sucita
De sarlatan, ce-ti spurca al tau rost;
De poti ca munca vietii, naruita,
S-o faci de la-nceput precum a fost;
Daca-ndraznesti agonisita-ti toata
S-o pui, far’a clipi, pe-un singur zar
Si, dac-o pierzi, sa-ncepi ca prima data
Far-sa te plîngi cu un oftat macar;
De stii, cu nerv, cu inima, cu vîna,
Drept sa ramîi, cînd ele june nu-s,
Si stai tot dîrz, cînd nu mai e stapîna
Decît Vointa ce le tine sus;
Daca-ntre Regi ti-e firea neschimbata
Ca si-n Multime – nu strain de ea;
Amic sau nu, de nu pot sa te-abata;
De toti de-ti pasa, dar de nimeni prea;
Daca ti-e dat, prin clipa zdrobitoare,
Sa treci si s-o întreci, mereu bonom,
atunci: a ta e Lumea asta mare
Si, mai mult, fiul meu: atunci – esti Om!
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