An old Athena poster
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Something in the "Life Advice" thread got me thinking about a poster that was very popular in the '80s/'90s.
It was all a bit moralistic/motivational and had a one-word title. It might have begun with an 'A'. I'm not sure.
Does this jog anyone else's memory?
(It's not life or death, it's just bugging me.)
It was all a bit moralistic/motivational and had a one-word title. It might have begun with an 'A'. I'm not sure.
Does this jog anyone else's memory?
(It's not life or death, it's just bugging me.)
"If" by Rudyard Kipling
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 worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all 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 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:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all 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!
Pothole said:
desiderata? http://www.posters.com/i/c/488538_Desiderata.jpg
We have a winner. That's the one, thank you. I hate the bloody thing, but not being able to remember it was annoying me.
Thank you.
Cock Womble said:
Pothole said:
desiderata? http://www.posters.com/i/c/488538_Desiderata.jpg
We have a winner. That's the one, thank you. I hate the bloody thing, but not being able to remember it was annoying me.
Thank you.
And it is a fraud, it was not found in a church in 1066 or whatever.
It might have been this:
I bargained with life for a penny
And life would pay no more
However I begged at evening
When I counted my scanty store
For life is a just employer
He gives you what you ask
But once you have set the wages
Why, you must bear the task
I worked for a menial's hire
Only to learn dismayed
That any wage I had asked of life
Life would have willing paid.
-- Jessie B. Rittenhouse
I bargained with life for a penny
And life would pay no more
However I begged at evening
When I counted my scanty store
For life is a just employer
He gives you what you ask
But once you have set the wages
Why, you must bear the task
I worked for a menial's hire
Only to learn dismayed
That any wage I had asked of life
Life would have willing paid.
-- Jessie B. Rittenhouse
BliarOut said:
Cock Womble said:
MaxAndRuby said:
Is it the one with the tennis player scratching her arse?
No, it's not the one with the tennis player scratching her arse, or the bloke carrying the tyres, or the bloke with the babee.
Cock Womble said:
Something in the "Life Advice" thread got me thinking about a poster that was very popular in the '80s/'90s.
It was all a bit moralistic/motivational and had a one-word title. It might have begun with an 'A'. I'm not sure.
Does this jog anyone else's memory?
(It's not life or death, it's just bugging me.)
http://www.davidgregory.f2s.com/umm_jpg.jpgIt was all a bit moralistic/motivational and had a one-word title. It might have begun with an 'A'. I'm not sure.
Does this jog anyone else's memory?
(It's not life or death, it's just bugging me.)
http://www.vivarti.co.uk/
On there - this is the website for the old Athena shops...didn't know they had an online store, many happy - if frustrating - hours spent in the shop in Blackpool on a Saturday afternoon trying to get the Magic Eye pictures to work
Claire
On there - this is the website for the old Athena shops...didn't know they had an online store, many happy - if frustrating - hours spent in the shop in Blackpool on a Saturday afternoon trying to get the Magic Eye pictures to work
Claire
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