"He continued to wait on his employer, an eccentric composer, who spends hour after hour isolated in his room. Morning, noon, and evening he delivers appealing meals to the composer and returns later to find the bowls and platters largely untouched. He mutters under his breath about how oddly temperamental that musicians can be.

"Once again, as he swings open the door to Handel's room, he stops in his tracks. The startled composer, tears streaming down his face, turns to him and says,

'I did think I saw all Heaven before me, and the great God Himself.'

Noticing the page on the desk, Handel had just finished writing the section that would take its place in history as the Hallelujah Chorus."