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"IF" by Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard KiplingRudyard Kipling, a popular British author and poet, was born in Bombay, India on December 30th 1865.

Although his early years were happy and adventurously full of exotic sights and sounds, at five years old he was sent back to England to board with a family for six years in order to obtain his education.

 This unfortunate experience, due to the neglect and abuse he was subjected to while living there, affected him deeply and would later greatly influence his writing.

In 1907 Kipling became the first English language writer to be awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature. To this day he is still the youngest person ever to have received it.

Rudyard Kipling's poem 'IF' as well as being inspirational and motivational, offers philosophical pointers on personal integrity, behavior and self-development.

As a testament to its timelessness and inspiring quality, lines from 'IF' appear over the player's entrance to Wimbledon's Center Court.

IF

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,
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 impostors 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 worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all 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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