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Δυο λόγια για τον ποιητή:
Ο Τζόζεφ Ράντγιαρντ Κίπλινγκ ήταν Βρετανός συγγραφέας και ποιητής. Γεννήθηκε στις 30 Δεκεμβρίου 1865 και έζησε μέχρι τις 18 Ιανουαρίου 1936. Είναι ιδιαίτερα γνωστός για το Βιβλίο της ζούγκλας(1894), το μυθιστόρημα Κιμ(1901), το διήγημα και το ποίημα "Αν..." (1895). Το 1907, του απονεμήθηκε το Νόμπελ Λογοτεχνίας. Ήταν ο πρώτος αγγλόφωνος συγγραφέας που κέρδιζε το βραβείο αυτό και μέχρι σήμερα αποτελεί το νεαρότερο κάτοχο Νόμπελ Λογοτεχνίας.
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 imposters 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 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!
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 imposters 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 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!
Δύσκολα τα αν του Κιπλιγκ! Σκέψου όμως Αν... Καλησπέρα!
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Πολλές παλιές εκδόσεις βιβλίων του Κίπλινγκ έχουν στο εξώφυλλο μια σβάστικα, κάτι που θα μπορούσε να χαρακτηρίσει τον Κίπλινγκ ως οπαδό των Ναζί. Ωστόσο, ο Κίπλινγκ χρησιμοποιούσε τη σβάστικα σαν αρχαίο ινδικό σύμβολο καλής τύχης και ευεξίας. Όταν το σύμβολο άρχισε να χρησιμοποιείται από τους Ναζί, ο Κίπλινγκ το αφαίρεσε από τα βιβλία του.
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