Friday, June 16, 2006

My Madonna by Robert Service

I haled me a woman from the street,
but, oh, so fair!
I bade her sit in the model's seat
I painted her sitting there.

I hid all trace of her heart unclean;
painted a babe at her breast;
I painted her as she might have been
the Worst had been the Best.

She laughed at my picture and went away.
came, with a knowing nod,
A connoisseur, and I heard him say;
Mary, the Mother of God."

So I painted a halo round her hair,
I sold her and took my fee,
And she hangs in the church of Saint Hillaire,
you and all may see.


Project Gutenberg

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