Master, I've filled my contract, wrought in Thy many lands; Not by my sins wilt Thou judge me, but by the work of my hands. Master, I've done Thy bidding, and the light is low in the west, And the long, long shift is over . . . Master, I've earned it--Rest.
Robert William Service (January 16, 1874 September 11, 1958) was a poet born into a Scottish family while they were living in Preston, England.
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