Thursday, June 30, 2005


The mantra I chant every now and then:


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 imposters 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 wornout 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 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

HeartCurry has a new face.... unfortunately the author is the same ol' boring guy! Yea, you cant escape him!


Blogger IdeaSmith said...

Wonderful..the poem that is. I liked ur old template better...u don't seem the 'dark moody' sort. But perhaps I've just been seeing too many angsty-blogs in black (including mine!!)

June 30, 2005 2:39 AM  
Blogger couchpotato said...

Used to love this poem when I was in school: had even had it pasted in my room! Old Memories!

June 30, 2005 9:08 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

All ye ICSE dudes and dudettes. This is a wonderful poem and was awefully easy to memorize.

AJo: What are you? Color blind? Where did you come up with this thing you call "New face"?

June 30, 2005 11:27 AM  
Blogger APOO said...

Smithy: I love black... as for the moody sorts... that u'll have to find out.

Couch: I still have it pasted in my room! :-)

Anon: Identify yaself or face the consequences... :-).
Hmmm... not many who call me A.Jo.

June 30, 2005 10:10 PM  
Blogger Nicole said...

I agree with ideasmith. Black does not go well with your blogs persona.

June 30, 2005 11:04 PM  

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