<table><tr><th>From:</th><th>Brian Vickers &lt;</th></tr><tr><td>Sent:</td><td>Friday, June 29, 2012 4:31 AM</td></tr><tr><td>To:</td><td>Porter Stowell;</td></tr><tr><td>Subject:</td><td>Fwd: If by Rudyard Kipling</td></tr></table>

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| Context line above header | Begin forwarded message: Her= is that poem I was telling you about. |
| From | Tommy Kendall <[redacted]> |
| Date | June 28, 2012 8:35:17 P= EDT |
| To | Vickers Brian <[redacted]> |
| Subject | If by Rudyard Kipling=/b> |
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Her= is that poem I was telling you about.

TK

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If-

BY RUDYARD KIPLING <http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/rudyard-kiplin=>:

('Brother Square-Toes'-Rewards=and Fairies)

If you can keep your head when all about you Ar= losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all m=n doubt you, &nb=p; But make allowance for their doubting too; =/div> If you can wait a=d not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in Or being hated= don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, n=r talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; &n=sp; =nbsp; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim; &=bsp; If you can m=et with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same;=nbsp; 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 winningsc=div> = And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings A=d 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 not=ing in you = Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'=/div>

If you can t=Ik with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings=E244nor 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 s=conds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything th=t's in it, And—which is more—you=E244II be a Man, my son!

Source: A Choice of Kipling's Verse (1943)

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