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Hiii Guys/Gal(U know who I am talking about),here is something very
diferent from my ususal stuff , you people know me to be a movie buff,
obsessed about novels, but some of you will be surprised to know that
I once appreciated and liked poetry as well , a feeling made almost
dormant by the barrage of senseless poems taught in high school.

But still I loved Shakespeare and still remember some of the lines
of the poems i used to love , the poem which iam going to post i
remembered only this one line "you are a man my son" and i
had to search for a long time to finally find it,hence I am posting
it (to justify all the effort it took to search ) . Here it is,

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: (WoW)

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!

-Rudyard Kipling

PS: did u CBSE guys had it in your course?but anyways it's a beautiful poem
PS2: The last 4 lines are really enchanting,please atleast do read them