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<blockquote data-quote="llamedos" data-source="post: 4306770" data-attributes="member: 162"><p>Particular Favorites.</p><p></p><p> If</p><p></p><p></p><p>IF you can keep your head when all about you </p><p>Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,</p><p>If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,</p><p>But make allowance for their doubting too;</p><p>If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,</p><p>Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,</p><p>Or being hated, don't give way to hating,</p><p>And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:</p><p></p><p>If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;</p><p>If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;</p><p>If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster</p><p>And treat those two impostors just the same;</p><p>If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken</p><p>Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,</p><p>Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,</p><p>And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools: </p><p></p><p>If you can make one heap of all your winnings </p><p>And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,</p><p>And lose, and start again at your beginnings</p><p>And never breathe a word about your loss;</p><p>If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew</p><p>To serve your turn long after they are gone,</p><p>And so hold on when there is nothing in you</p><p>Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'</p><p></p><p>If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,</p><p>' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,</p><p>if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,</p><p>If all men count with you, but none too much;</p><p>If you can fill the unforgiving minute</p><p>With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,</p><p>Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,</p><p>And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!</p><p></p><p>Kipling.</p><p></p><p></p><p>"LEISURE"</p><p> What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. </p><p>No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. </p><p>No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. </p><p>No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. </p><p>No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. </p><p>No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. </p><p>A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. </p><p></p><p>By Wm. Henry Davies</p><p></p><p></p><p>The Road Not Taken</p><p></p><p>Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,</p><p>And sorry I could not travel both</p><p>And be one traveler, long I stood</p><p>And looked down one as far as I could</p><p>To where it bent in the undergrowth;</p><p></p><p>Then took the other, as just as fair,</p><p>And having perhaps the better claim,</p><p>Because it was grassy and wanted wear;</p><p>Though as for that the passing there</p><p>Had worn them really about the same,</p><p></p><p>And both that morning equally lay</p><p>In leaves no step had trodden black.</p><p>Oh, I kept the first for another day!</p><p>Yet knowing how way leads on to way,</p><p>I doubted if I should ever come back.</p><p></p><p>I shall be telling this with a sigh</p><p>Somewhere ages and ages hence:</p><p>Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—</p><p>I took the one less traveled by,</p><p>And that has made all the difference.</p><p></p><p>Robert Frost.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="llamedos, post: 4306770, member: 162"] Particular Favorites. 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 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! Kipling. "LEISURE" What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. By Wm. Henry Davies The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost. [/QUOTE]
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