"If--" by Rudyard Kipling

"If--" is a poem by Rudyard Kipling. Its structure is four octaves. He also composed "The White Man's Burden," so not all of his poems have stood the test of time.
Apparently, in the poem, it actually says "impostors" not "imposters."
Good luck!
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Answer
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:
Answer
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
worn-out
tools:
Answer
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!"
Answer
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!
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Level 37
Oct 20, 2018
It's: "... yet make allowance for their doubting too..."; and "... if neither foe nor loving friends..." Excellent idea but your not accepting the correct wordage early on made the experience of seeing my all time favorite poem on this site far less enjoyable than it could have been.
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Level 14
Nov 4, 2018
I can't find a source with that wording. Is that the original?