(1888)
Loss Through Disuse—See [Talents, Buried].
Lost and Won—See [Success].
LOST CHORDS
How few of us have kept the early joy, and have continued in blest peace? Of course, you know the story of the lost chord? A woman, in the shadows of the twilight, when her heart was sad, gently touched the keys of a glorious organ. She did not know nor care what she was playing; her fingers lingered idly but caressingly upon the keys. Suddenly she struck a chord, and its wondrous melody as it filled the room was uplifting and transforming and heavenly.
It flooded the crimson twilight,
Like the close of an angel’s psalm,
And it lay on her fevered spirit
With the touch of infinite calm.
It quieted pain and sorrow,