Adelaide Anne Procter
Adelaide Anne Procter Poems
|1.||One By One The Sands Are Flowing||3/2/2012|
|2.||My God, I Thank Thee Who Hast Made||3/2/2012|
|4.||Per Pacem Ad Lucem||1/1/2004|
|8.||A Woman’s Question||1/1/2004|
|9.||A Lost Chord||1/1/2004|
A Lost Chord
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.
It flooded the crimson twilight,
Like the close of an Angel's Psalm,
And it lay on my fevered spirit
With a touch of infinite calm.
It quieted pain and sorrow,
Like love overcoming strife ;
It seemed the harmonious echo
From our discordant life.
It linked all ...