 | 1860 - 452 стор.
...of the British Ladies' Emigration Society, 51, Upper Charlotte Street, Fitzroy Square. MSR IV.— A LOST CHORD. SEATED one day at the Organ I was weary,...And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I do not know what I was playing, Or what I was .dreaming then, But I struck one chord of music, Like... | |
 | 1861 - 838 стор.
...sympathising health and gladness, to read by the fireside, or sick-bed of sorrow and suffering. SKATED one day at the Organ, I was weary and ill at ease,...And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I do not know what I wag playing, Or what 1 was dreaming then ; But J struck one chord of music, Like... | |
 | Adelaide Anne Procter - 1861 - 248 стор.
...divine and true, More wholly and more purely thine — Because it is another's too. A LOST CHORD. BATED one day at the Organ, I was weary and ill at ease,...And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I do not know what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then ; But I struck one chord of music, Like... | |
 | 1863 - 668 стор.
...modulation of our author's song; "A Lost Chord" — the idea and expression of which are alike faultless : " Seated one day at the Organ, I was weary and ill at...my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. " I do not know what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then ; But I struck one chord of music, Like... | |
 | English poetry - 1873 - 390 стор.
...lay Brother's humble aid, Who sat upon the pulpit stair and prayed." THE LOST CHOED. BY AA PROCTER. SEATED one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at...And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I know not what I was playing, Or of what I was dreaming then, But I struck one chord of music Like the... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 576 стор.
...Unknown, scarce seen, whose flickering grace Faints on the outmost rings of space I PAUL H. HAYNE, A LOST CHORD. SEATED one day at the organ, I was weary...And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I do not know what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then, But I struck one chord of music, Like... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1877 - 630 стор.
...Unknown, scarce seen, whose flickering grace Faints on the outmost rings of space ! PAUL II. HAYNE. A LOST CHORD. SEATED one day at the organ, I was weary...And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I do not know what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then, But I struck one chord of music, Like... | |
 | 1877 - 598 стор.
...last. O ! what could hope and confidence afford, To tread that path, but this,— Thou knowest, Lord? THE LOST CHORD.* Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease ; And my fingers wander'd idly, Over the noisy keys. I know not what I was playing, Or of what I was dreaming then ;... | |
 | Joseph Wadsworth Keene - 1879 - 256 стор.
...The calm voice say — ' Sleep ! ' And he sleeps, he is sleeping/ THE LOST CHORD. ADELAIDE PROCTER. SEATED one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at...And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I do not know what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then ; But I struck one chord of music, Like... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 стор.
...Unknown, scarce seen, whose flickering grace Faints on the outmost rings of space ! PAUL HAMILTON HAVXB. A a 0 "O 1880 Fords, Howard, and...Hulbert"+ Wilson James Grant" James Grant Wilson( do not know what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then, But I struck one chord of music, Like... | |
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SEATED one day at the Organ, I was weary and ill at ease, And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys. I do not know what I was playing, Or what I was dreaming then ; But I struck one chord of music, Like the sound of a great Amen. 
