When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried,

When the oldest colors have faded, and 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 us to work anew!...

And only the Master shall praise us, and only the Master shall blame,

And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame,

But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,

Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They Are!

Mears Farm print # 27

Other pieces in this series are:

Start here: Rustic Barn - print #26

Round Barn - print #25

Dairy Farm - print #199

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Each print is: