Rudyard Kipling Poems
|521.||To The Companions||12/31/2002|
|522.||To The True Romance||12/31/2002|
|523.||To The Unknown Goddess||12/31/2002|
|524.||To Thomas Atkins||12/31/2002|
|525.||To Wolcott Balestier||12/31/2002|
|526.||To: Thomas Atkins||3/29/2010|
|530.||Toomai Of The Elephants||1/3/2003|
|536.||Untitled [you Mustn'T Swim Till You'Re Six Weeks Old]||11/28/2014|
|537.||We And They||12/31/2002|
|539.||What The People Said||12/31/2002|
|540.||When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted||12/31/2002|
|543.||With Drake In The Tropics||12/31/2002|
|544.||With Scindia To Delhi||12/31/2002|
|545.||Yet At The Last||1/3/2003|
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 ...
Life's all getting and giving,
I've only myself to give.
What shall I do for a living?
I've only one life to live.
End it? I'll not find another.
Spend it? But how shall I best?
Sure the wise plan is to live like a man
And Luck may look after the rest!
Largesse! Largesse, Fortune!