03/10/2026
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,
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;
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And, which is more, you’ll be a Man, my son!
