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 meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twiseted 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 wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
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 nothin in you
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
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
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,

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