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Excerpt from The Madonna of the CurbThe Madonna of the CurbOn the curb of a city pavement,By the ash and garbage cans,In the stench and rolling thunder,Of motor trucks and vans,There sits my little lady,With brave but troubled eyes,And in herMoreExcerpt from The Madonna of the CurbThe Madonna of the CurbOn the curb of a city pavement,By the ash and garbage cans,In the stench and rolling thunder,Of motor trucks and vans,There sits my little lady,With brave but troubled eyes,And in her arms a babyThat cries and cries and cries.She cannot be more than seven-But years go fast in the slums,And hard on the pains of winterThe pitiless summer comes.The wail of sickly childrenShe knows- she understandsThe pangs of puny bodies,The clutch of small hot hands.In the deadly blaze of August,That turns men faint and mad,She quiets the peevish urchinsBy telling a dream she had -A heaven with marble counters,And ice, and a singing fan-And a God in white, so friendly,Just like the drug-store man.Her ragged dress is dearerThan the perfect robe of a queen!Poor little lass, who knows notThe blessing of being clean.And when you are giving millionsTo Belgian, Pole and Serb,Remember my pitiful lady -Madonna of the Curb!- Christopher Morley.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully- any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.