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Subject: Fwd: If by Rudyard Kipling
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From: Tommy Kendall < <mailto => >
Date: June 28, 2012 8:35:17 N EDT
To: Vickers Brian < <mailto a >
Subject: If by Rudyard Kipling, /b>
Her= is that poem I was telling you about.
TK
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If—
BY RUDYARD KIPLING <http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/rudyard-kiplin=>
('Brother Square-Toes'—Rewards=and Fairies)
If you can keep your head when all about you
Ar= losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all m=n doubt you,
&nb=p; But make allowance for their doubting too; =/div>
If you can wait a=d not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in
Or being hated= don't give way to hating,
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And yet don't look too good, n=r talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; &n=sp;
=nbsp; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim; &=bsp;
If you can m=et with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;=nbsp;
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 winningsc=div>
= And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
A=d 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 not=ing in you
= Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'=/div>
If you can t=Ik with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings=E244nor 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 s=conds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything th=t's in it,
And—which is more—you=E244II be a Man, my son!
Source: A Choice of Kipling's Verse (1943)
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