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<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h2 id="id00548" style="margin-top: 4em">IF—</h2> <p id="id00549" style="margin-top: 2em">If you can keep your head when all about you<br>   Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;<br> If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,<br>   But make allowance for their doubting too;<br> If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,<br>   Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,<br> Or being hated don't give way to hating,<br>   And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:<br> </p> <p id="id00550">If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;<br>   If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;<br> If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster<br>   And treat those two impostors just the same;<br> If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken<br>   Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,<br> Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,<br>   And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:<br> </p> <p id="id00551">If you can make one heap of all your winnings<br>   And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,<br> And lose, and start again at your beginnings<br>   And never breathe a word about your loss;<br> If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew<br>   To serve your turn long after they are gone.<br> And so hold on when there is nothing in you<br>   Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'<br> </p> <p id="id00552">If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,<br>   Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch;<br> If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,<br>   If all men count with you, but none too much;<br> If you can fill the unforgiving minute<br>   With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,<br> Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,<br>   And—which is more—you'll be a Man, my son!<br> </p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />