DACA
Ruyard Kipling
De poti, sa nu-ti pierzi capul,cand toti in jurul tau
Si l-au pierdut pe-al lor,gasindu-tu tie vina ;
De poti , atunci cand toti te cred,nedemn si rau,
Sa nu-ti pierzi nici o clipa increderea in tine;
De poti , s-astepti oricat,fara sa-ti pierzi rabdarea;
De rabzi sa fii mintit, fara ca tu sa minti,
Sau cand, hulit de oameni,tu nu cu razbunarea
Sa vrei a le raspunde, dar nici cu rugaminti .
De poti visa, dar fara sa te robesti visarii;
De poti gandi,dar fara sa-ti faci din asta un tel;
De poti,sa nu cazi prada nicicand disperarii,
Succesul si dezastrul, primindu-le le fel;
De rabzi sa auzi cuvantul rostit candva de tine,
Rastalmacit de oameni, ciuntit si prefacut;
De poti sa-ti vezi idealul distrus, si,din ruine
Sa-l recladesti cu-ardoarea fierbinte din trecut ;
De poti risca pe-o carte intreaga ta avere,
Si tot ce-ai strans o viata sa pierzi intr-un minut,
Si atunci, fara a scoate o vorba de durere,
Sa-ncepi agoniseala cu calm,de la-nceput;
Si daca corpul tau, uzat si obosit,
Il vei putea forta sa-ti mai slujeasca inca o data
Numai cu strasnicia vointei tale, si astfel
Sa steie peste vreme asa cum sta o stanca;
De poti vorbii multimii, si virtutea sa ti-o pastrezi,si daca
Te poti plimba cu regii, fara ate ingamfa,
De nici amicii ,nici dusmanii, nu pot vreun rau sa-ti faca,
Pentru ca doar dreptatea e calauza ta ;
Si daca poti sa umplii minuta trecatoare,
Sa nu pierzi nici o fila din al vietii sir,
Al tau va fii pamantul, cu bunurile-i toate
Si, ceea ce-i mai mult chiar, sa stii, vei fi un OM !
IF
Rudyard Kipling
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 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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