Even among those who confine themselves to this lower plane, Bloomfield is not great: his small flame is constantly sinking and flickering out.

But at intervals it burns up again and redeems the work from being wholly commonplace and trivial.

He is, in fact, no better than many another small poet who has been devoured by Time since his day, and whose work no person would now attempt to bring back.

It is probable, too, that many of these lesser singers whose fame was brief would in their day have deeply resented being placed on a level with the Suffolk peasant-poet.

In spite of all this, and of the impossibility of saving most of the verse which is only passably good from oblivion, I still think the Farmer's Boy worth preserving for more reasons than one, but chiefly because it is the only work of its kind.
There is no lack of rural poetry--the Seasons to begin with and much Thomsonian poetry besides, treating of nature in a general way; then we have innumerable detached descriptions of actual scenes, such as we find scattered throughout Cowper's Task, and numberless other works.