Mindless gibberish of a tired mind
Thursday, May 17, 2007
 
what if?
09 If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, f9
11 ' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, 02
9d if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, 74
e3 If all men count with you, but none too much; 5b
d8 If you can fill the unforgiving minute, 41
56 With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, c5
63 Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!


Don't know why I 'selected' this poem.

want to know more.


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