Rudyard Kipling.

                    "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 here the truth you've spoken
 Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools.
 Or watch the thing 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-toos,
 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!

   Редьярд Киплинг.

                    "Если"

	Владей собой среди толпы смятенной,
	Тебя клянущей за смятенье всех,
	Верь сам в себя наперекор вселенной,
	И маловерным отпусти их грех,

	Умей мечтать, не став рабом мечтании,
	И мыслить, мысли не обожествив,
	Равно встречать успех и поруганье,
	Не забывая, что их голос лжив.

	Останься тих, когда твое же слово
	Калечит плут, чтоб уловлять глупцов,
	Когда вся жизнь разрушена и снова
	Ты должен все воссоздавать с основ.

	Останься прост, беседуя с царями,
	Останься честен, говоря с толпой,
	Будь прям и тверд с врагами и друзьями,
	Пусть все в свой час считаются с тобой.

	Наполни смыслом каждое мнгновенье
	Часов и дней неумалимый бег
	Тогда весь мир ты примешь, как владенье,
	Тогда, мой сын, ты будешь Человек.