Rudyard Kipling
If you can dream - and not make dreams your If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
master; To serve your turn long after they are gone,
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; And so hold on when there is nothing in you
If you can meet with triumph and disaster Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,