By Calypsopoet on Tuesday, August 22, 2000 - 02:35 am:
If you can keep your head when all about you are loosing theirs and blaming it on you.
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you.
But make allowance for their douting 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 disater.
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've just spoken.
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken.
And stoop to build them with worn out tools:
By Calypsopoet on Tuesday, August 22, 2000 - 02:51 am:
If you can hold on when nothing is left to hold on to, except the will which say " hold on~!"
If you can walk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings- nor loose the common touch.
By Calypsopoet on Tuesday, August 22, 2000 - 02:53 am:
Do Ya'll want the unabridged end ,version?//
By Rogue on Tuesday, August 22, 2000 - 06:45 am:
Go for it...*smile*....your on a roll...
By Accasbel on Tuesday, August 22, 2000 - 01:05 pm:
If you can keep your head when all about you are loosing theirs, you don't realise true seriousness of the situation.
By Lacie on Tuesday, August 22, 2000 - 02:48 pm:
*grin* ... the robed one speaks wisdom again.
ya just have 'the knack'.
By Calypsopoet on Thursday, August 24, 2000 - 04:42 am:
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 will be a Man, my son!
By Lyrika on Thursday, August 24, 2000 - 07:10 pm:
*applauds Calypsopoet's recitation* Well, I don't think I ever want to 'be a Man' *G* but I love that poem.
By Accasbel on Thursday, August 24, 2000 - 08:51 pm:
OK - You will be a Woman, my son! :)
Nice one Calypso. Thank you.
We'll take 'Man' as 'Personkind'
By Guest on Friday, August 25, 2000 - 03:45 am:
Female!
That covers every one.
By Rogue on Saturday, August 26, 2000 - 08:20 am:
*...turns to his partner in crime, the Hamster and says "See, your species doesn't have to worry about this political correctness thing...you just have to worry about leaving a trail of falling fur follicles from the crime scene."...."What's that?..."No, I dont think we can get old Kip to change it to read 'you will be a Gerbil, my Hamster!'...now get me the shedding brush and the map for our next heist"...*