If—

9If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;

10If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,

11If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

12And treat those two impostors just the same:

13If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

14Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

15Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

16And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;

17If you can make one heap of all your winnings

18And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

19And lose, and start again at your beginnings

20And never breathe a word about your loss:

21If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

22To serve your turn long after they are gone,

23And so hold on when there is nothing in you

24Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

25If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

26Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,

27If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

28If all men count with you, but none too much:

29If you can fill the unforgiving minute

30With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,

31Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

32And—which is more—you'll be a Man, my son!