No copyright intended. Music: The Epic Hero - Keys of Moon Music
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@whumpcookies2 жыл бұрын
My grandfather lived by this poem, he taught each of us to live by these wise words.
@tomerikrasmussen75072 жыл бұрын
This poem is timeless. Exellent it is. Salute from Norway.
@NightWhisperOfShadow4 жыл бұрын
Such a gorgeous voice, perfect for adding emotion to the poem without being distracting
@camilazakariya15823 жыл бұрын
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 wornout 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!
@Learningdvg3 жыл бұрын
I have a tradition: I read this poem to my son, Aristotle, every year on his birthday since he was 7. He is still moved by it…
@cafepoem189 Жыл бұрын
Kipling wrote the poem in 1910 as a father's wish for his 12 year old son. 5 years later, his only son died during WWI, reportedly attacking German army with a head injury in September 1915 during the Battle of Loos.
@dontask234 жыл бұрын
One Word:) Goosebumps!!!
@Jen999 Жыл бұрын
Have three sons of my own .. and this beautiful poem makes me cry every time I hear it .. Thank you so much for posting this❣ Jen999💙
@alvirosy4 жыл бұрын
Coming home from work, watching this, and I feel like being recharged.
@PoetryPixie3 жыл бұрын
Wonderful poem
@tiggerblackblack77413 жыл бұрын
This is amazing
@noor-tg5wq2 жыл бұрын
❤️
@BATDRUMMRPRISTSS4 жыл бұрын
💜
@roybatty39892 жыл бұрын
"Worn out tools." Every day, in every way. Tools worn down by my own foolishness.
@joshy03692 жыл бұрын
Awesomeness
@siobhanobrien11242 жыл бұрын
Who is this narrator? Tom O'Bedlam is a fictional character from Shakespeare's King Lear.. Anyone??
@roybatty3989 Жыл бұрын
Ya. I looked it up to. Wth, who is speaking ?
@CameronMClark Жыл бұрын
@@roybatty3989 he has a fantastic voice. He had his own channel for years, and it’s still there called “spoken verse,“ however, it seems as though he’s disappeared. No one knows exactly who he was, but Roger Ebert, theorized he was a mid-level theatrical, and maybe even film actor from what I’ve heard.
@JohnKostohryz4 жыл бұрын
Wonderful! What is the background music?
@davidlloyd2225 Жыл бұрын
0:23 ❤❤❤ 0:27
@ansarakanayev28883 жыл бұрын
1:30
@jaiprakashprasad24844 жыл бұрын
If'
@arthank1263 Жыл бұрын
this would be so much better without the music
@kungfoochicken086 ай бұрын
Check out his channel “Spokenverse.” He disappeared a few years back and nobody knows who he is. He has a ton of great poetry and short stories on there.