Suzannah Doyle
By: Suzannah Doyle
Catalog ID: 289265   Duration: 4:27   Tempo: Med Fast   BPM: 137   Vocal: Male Vocals
Genre: Classical Music | Classical Opera
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Classic art song from 1877 by Arthur Sullivan, composed for his brother shortly before his death, sung by Caruso in 1912 at the Metropolitan Opera House as part of a benefit for victims of the Titanic disaster. This version features Paul Bezanson on vocals, and Suz Doyle on piano, strings, organ.   Keywords: Lost Chord Caruso Met Opera Art Song Classical Titanic Poignant Sad Yearning

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1877, Words by Adelaide Ann Proctor,
Music by Arthur Sullivan
This version © 2008 Suzannah Doyle Music

Seated one day at the organ, 
I was weary and ill at ease, 
And my fingers wandered idly 
Over the noisy keys. 
I know not 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 perplexe´d meanings 
Into one perfect peace, 
And trembled away into silence 
As if it were loth to cease. 
I have sought, but I seek it vainly, 
That one lost chord divine, 
Which came from the soul of the organ, 
And entered into mine. 

It may be that death's bright angel 
Will speak in that chord again, 
It may be that only in Heav'n 
I shall hear that grand Amen.
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