If you can keep your wits about you while all others are losing theirs, and blaming you. The world will be yours and everything in it, what's more, you'll be a man, my son.

If you can keep your wits about you while all others are losing theirs, and blaming you. . . . The world will be yours and everything in it, what's more, you'll be a man, my son.

There's a little red-faced man, / Which is Bobs. / Rides the tallest 'orse 'e can - / Our Bobs.

It was not preached to the crowd, / It was not taught by the State. / No man spoke it aloud, / When the English began to hate.

There be triple ways to take, of the eagle or the snake, / Or the way of a man with a maid.

If you're losing, just be a man; be a man and lose as a man.