<p><span style="font-family: Arial;">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:<p>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:</p><p>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!'</p><p>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!</p></span></p>