<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342705" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Art Critic</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ira P. Rankin, you've a nasal name<br>I'll sound it through 'the speaking-trump of fame,'<br>And wondering nations, hearing from afar<br>The brazen twang of its resounding jar,<br>Shall say: 'These bards are an uncommon class<br>They blow their noses with a tube of brass!'<br>Rankin! ye gods! if Influenza pick<br>Our names at christening, and such names stick,<br>Let's all be born when summer suns withstand<br>Her prevalence and chase her from the land,<br>And healing breezes generously help<br>To shield from death each ailing human whelp!<br>'What's in a name?' There's much at least in yours<br>That the pained ear unwillingly endures,<br>And much to make the suffering soul, I fear,<br>Envy the lesser anguish of the ear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So you object to Cytherea! Do,<br>The picture was not painted, sir, for you!<br>Your_ mind to gratify and taste address,<br>The masking dove had been a dove the less.<br>Provincial censor! all untaught in art,<br>With mind indecent and indecent heart,<br>Do you not know-nay, why should I explain?<br>Instruction, argument alike were vain<br>I'll show you reasons when you show me brain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342705" data-title="An Art Critic de Ambrose Bierce" data-description="Ira P. Rankin, you've a nasal name I'll sound it through 'the speaking-trump of fame,' And wondering nations, hearing from afar The brazen twang of its resounding jar, Shall say: 'These bards are an uncommon class They blow their noses with a tube..."></div> </div> </div>

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