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Published: Dec. 7, 2022, 1 p.m.

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\\xab\\xa0If\\xa0\\xbb est un magnifique\\xa0po\\xe8me\\xa0que\\xa0Rudyard Kipling\\xa0d\\xe9die \\xe0 son fils John, qui vient d\\u2019entrer dans l\\u2019adolescence. Il porte une philosophie faite d\\u2019honneur et de libert\\xe9, et l\\u2019on comprend pourquoi le p\\xe8re ne fera pas r\\xe9former le fiston quelques ann\\xe9es plus tard pour \\xe9chapper \\xe0 la Grande Guerre. Malheureusement, l\\u2019auteur du Livre de la jungle n\\u2019avait pas pr\\xe9vu l\\u2019atrocit\\xe9 du conflit, et il sera hant\\xe9 par la mort de John tout le reste de sa vie\\u2026 La traduction fran\\xe7aise d\\u2019Andr\\xe9 Maurois\\xa0

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\\nIf you can keep your head when all about you
\\nAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,
\\nIf you can trust yourself when all men doubt you.
\\nBut make allowance for their doubting too;
\\nIf you can wait and not be tired by waiting.
\\nOr being lied about, don\\u2019t deal in lies,
\\nOr being hated, don\\u2019t give way to hating,
\\nAnd yet don\\u2019t look too good, nor talk too wise:
\\nIf you can dream \\u2014and not make dreams your master
\\nIf you can think \\u2014and not make thoughts your aim
\\nIf you can meet Triumph and Disaster
\\nAnd treat those two impostors just the same;
\\nIf you can bear to hear the truth you\\u2019ve spoken
\\nTwisted by knaves to make a trap for fools.
\\nOr watch the things you gave your life to broken,
\\nAnd stoop and build\\u2019em up with worn-out tools:
\\nIf you can make one heap of all your winnings
\\nAnd risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
\\nAnd lose, and start again at your beginnings
\\nAnd never breathe a word about your loss;
\\nIf you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
\\nTo serve your turn long after they are gone,
\\nAnd so hold on when there is nothing in you
\\nExcept the Will which says to them: \\u201cHold on!\\u201d
\\nIf you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
\\nOr walk with Kings \\u2014nor lose the common touch,
\\nIf neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
\\nIf all men count with you, but none too much;
\\nIf you can fill the unforgiving minute,
\\nWith sixty seconds\\u2019 worth of distance run.
\\nYours is the Earth and everything that\\u2019s in it,
\\nAnd \\u2014which is more\\u2014 you\\u2019ll be a Man, my son!
\\xab\\xa0If\\xa0\\xbb de Rudyard Kipling, 1910.'