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
Twited by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or wath 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 bennings
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
Exept 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 !
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SI {KIPLING}
PoetryUn Poème De L'auteur Rudyard KIPLING une leçon de vie. Gallimard jeunesse Traduit de l'anglais par Jean-François Ménard. "Si tu peux être en paix alors qu'autour de toi Tous ont perdu la tête et t'en jettent le blâme... " ⚠ Je tiens à vous préciser...
