The Bard, Who Paints From Rural Plains

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Title:     The Bard, Who Paints From Rural Plains
Author: Robert Bloomfield [More Titles by Bloomfield]

WRITTEN IN THE ISLE OF THANET,
August, 1790.

The bard, who paints from rural plains,
Must oft himself the void supply
Of damsels pure and artless swains,
Of innocence and industry:

For sad experience shows the heart
Of human beings much the same;
Or polish'd by insidious art,
Or rude as from the clod it came.

And he who roams the village round,
Or strays amid the harvest sere,
Will hear, as now, too many a sound
Quiet would never wish to hear.

The wrangling rustics' loud abuse,
The coarse, unfeeling, witless jest,
The threat obscene, the oath profuse,
And all that cultured minds detest.

Hence let those Sylvan poets glean,
Who picture life without a flaw;
Nature may form a perfect scene,
But Fancy must the figures draw.

[The end]
Robert Bloomfield's poem: Bard, Who Paints From Rural Plains

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