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 imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout 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 beginnings
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 there 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 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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De poti sa nu-ti pierzi capul, cand toti din jurul tau,
Si l-au pierdut pe-al lor gasindu-ti tie vina,
De poti atunci cand toti te cred nedemn si rau,
Sa nu-ti pierzi nici o clipa increderea in tine.
De poti s-astepti oricat fara sa-ti pierzi rabdarea,
De rabzi sa fii mintit fara ca tu sa minti,
Sau cand hulit de oameni, tu nu cu razbunare
Sa vrei a le raspunde, dar nici cu rugaminti.
De poti visa dar sa nu fii rob visarii,
De poti gandi dar asta sa nu-ti fie tel,
De poti sa nu cazi prada disperarii
Succesul si dezastrul privindu-le la fel.
De poti s-asculti cuvantul candva rostit de tine,
Rastalmacit de oameni, cambrat si prefacut,
De poti sa-ti vezi idealul distrus si din ruine,
Sa-l recladesti cu ardoarea fierbinte din trecut.
De poti miza pe-o carte intreaga ta avere,
Si tot ce-ai strans o viata sa pierzi intr-un minut,
Si-apoi fara o vorba de durere,
Sa-ncepi agoniseala cu calm de la-nceput.
Si daca corpul tau, uzat si obosit
Il vei putea forta sa-ti mai slujeasca inca,
Numai cu strasnicia vointei tale si astfel sa steie peste vreme,
Asa cum sta o stanca.
De poti vorbi multimii fara sa minti ,
Si daca te poti plimba cu regii fara a te ingamfa,
De nici amicii sau dusmanii nu pot vreun rau sa-ti faca,
Pentru ca doar dreptatea e calauza ta.
Si daca poti sa umpli minuta trecatoare,
Sa nu pierzi nici o clipa din al vietii ton,
Al tau va fi pamantul cu bunurile toate,
Si ceea ce-i mai mult, sa stii sa fii un OM !
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