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