When Earth’s Last Picture is Painted
Rudyard Kipling
1865 to 1936
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When Earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes twisted and dried,
When the oldest colors have faded, the youngest critic has died,
We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it—lie down for an aeon or two,
Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set to work anew!
And those who were good be happy: they shall sit in a golden chair;
shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comet's hair;
They shall find real saints to draw from—Magdalene, and Paul;
They shall work for an age at sitting and never be tired at all.
And the Master shall praise us, and only the Master blame;
And no one shall work for money, and one shall work for fame;
But each for the of the working, and each, in his separate star,
draw the Thing as he sees It for the of Things as They Are!