The If poem cross stitch sampler in the style of an illuminated manuscript
This is a beautiful cross stitch version of the popular ‘If’ poem by Rudyard Kipling which begins …
“If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs ….”
If Poem cross stitch sampler kit details
The cross stitch If poem kit contains top quality materials.
The pack has Zweigart fabric, DMC thread, needle, full instructions and a clear colour chart with symbols
A card organiser holds the ready sorted threads ~ for you to stitch away without delay !
For posterity there is a completion slip to fix to the back of your work with your name and date. Future generations in your family will want to know who created this wonderful heirloom!
You can choose to purchase this design on 14 aida or 27 count evenweave
evenweave has a more refined appearance but is trickier to work with so for the experienced stitcher
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If you prefer to use your own materials the chart only pack contains the colour pattern with full instructions.
Stitches – Whole cross stitch, backstitch
Ability – For stitchers with experience
Fabric – 14 ivory aida or 27 evenweave
Size – 19.5 ” x 15″ / 24 x 38 cms
Item no – LTS-70
The If poem cross stitch kit kit is designed by Lauren Turner ~ Lifetime Samplers
Lifetime Samplers now incorporates the Decorative Textiles collection
The combined range now presents a wide choice of samplers on themes of life, verse, sayings and life events
About the If poem:-
‘If’ was written in 1895 by poet Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936).
Other well-known works by Kipling include:
the ‘Just So Stories’, ‘The Jungle Book’ and ‘Kim’.
In 1907, age 42, Kipling became the first British writer to receive the Nobel Prize for literature
If poem 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 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!’
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!