Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Madonna

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HE gazed, the little vagrant lad,
On the Madonna's gentle face;
And all his wistful visage sad
Renewed its infant grace:
He gazed, reluctant to depart,
Then kissed her, shyly, as he stood—
Ah, wondrous Art! his lonely heart
But yearned to motherhood!