Here 's my life-long work: and where
—Where 's your warrant or my token
I 'm the dead king's son and heir?
Here 's my work: does work discover—
What was rest from work—my life?
Did I live man's hater, lover?
Leave the world at peace, at strife?
Call earth ugliness or beauty?
See things there in large or small?
Use to pay its Lord my duty?