2014-31 Rudyard Kipling's If---
Rudyard Kipling [1865-1936] |
Joseph Rudyard Kipling [1865-1936]: In 1896, thirty-one-year-old Rudyard Kipling was an internationally-renowned poet and story-teller when he wrote a poem with a one-word title: "If."
The poem was inspired by "The Jameson Raid," an 1895 military action in the Boer War in South Africa. Kipling's poem was not published until 1910, when it appeared in Rewards and Fairies, a collection of short stories and verse.
Almost overnight, the poem was hailed as a magnificent tribute to many of humankind's greatest virtues—staying composed under stress, remaining humble when victorious, never despairing when defeated, and always retaining honor and authenticity.
The well-known Indian historian and writer Khushwant Singh claims that Kipling's If is "the essence of the message of The Bhagavad Gita in English."
IF--- by RudyardKipling
The poem was inspired by "The Jameson Raid," an 1895 military action in the Boer War in South Africa. Kipling's poem was not published until 1910, when it appeared in Rewards and Fairies, a collection of short stories and verse.
Almost overnight, the poem was hailed as a magnificent tribute to many of humankind's greatest virtues—staying composed under stress, remaining humble when victorious, never despairing when defeated, and always retaining honor and authenticity.
The well-known Indian historian and writer Khushwant Singh claims that Kipling's If is "the essence of the message of The Bhagavad Gita in English."
IF--- by RudyardKipling
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 on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again
at your beginnings
And
never breathe 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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