《IF》
by 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 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 all 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!
《如果》
[英]吉卜林
如果在众人六神无主之时,
你镇定自若而不是人云亦云;
如果被众人猜忌怀疑时,
你能自信如常而不去妄加辩论;
如果你有梦想,
又能不迷失自我;
如果你有神思,
又不至于走火入魔;
如果在成功之中能不忘形于色,
而在灾难之后也勇于咀嚼苦果;
如果看到自己追求的美好破灭为一摊零碎的瓦砾,
也不说放弃;
如果你辛苦劳作,
已是功成名就,
为了新目标,
你依旧冒险一搏,
哪怕功名成乌有;
如果你跟村夫交谈而不变谦恭之态,
和王侯散步而不露谄媚之颜;
如果他人的爱憎左右不了你,
如果你与任何人为伍都能卓然独立;
如果昏惑的骚扰动摇不了你的意志,
你能等自己平心静气再做答时……
那么，你的修养就会如天地般博大，而你，就是个真正的男子汉了，我的儿子！