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Seated one day at the organ
Quote byAdelaide Anne Procter · 1825–1864
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Legends and Lyrics: Second Series (1861), "A Lost Chord".
English (original)
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.
— Adelaide Anne Procter
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