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Schubert The Boy Who Wrote Beautiful Songs Stories for Children by Thomas Tapper.

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franz schubert the story of the boy who wrote beautiful songs by thomas tapper

one might say of schubert that he was born with a spring of melody in his heart and a song on his lips can anyone make a melody more lovely than this this melody is from schubert's song trout play it or have someone play it to you is it not worth remembering all one's life schubert composed many kinds of music but his songs are most loved by everybody they are sung all over the world and just because he never let a song come from his lips that did not first come from his heart is not this a jolly one from schubert's song wandering schubert's full name was franz peter schubert he was born in vienna in a very simple house that looks quite old-fashioned over the doorway there is a bust of schubert a few inches high and a sign on the house says franz schubert's birthplace

dates are easy to remember if we write them so you must ask your teacher when schubert was born and put in the date in the next sentence fran schubert was born in

at that time the great american authors washington irving james fenimore cooper and william cullen bryant were all boys you may not know so much about them now but someday they will be quite as good friends as any you will ever make even though these boys were a little older than fran schubert let us always think of them together then of course we should think of schubert together with the composers who lived when he did here are some whose names you can remember very easily von weber

journey was born in the year 1794 and wrote many studies for the piano how much older was he than fran schubert von weber wrote operas and conducted them himself he was born 11 years before schubert rossini was an italian composer of operas born in 1792 five years before schubert schubert's life was so short however that rossini lived 40 years longer than the great songwriter donnazetti was an italian opera composer one of his well-known operas was lucia di lammermore he was born in 1797 just as schubert was franza's father was a school master and so was franz himself for three years he taught the little children of vienna their abcs and how to do sums of course he helped them to learn to read sometimes we find it quite hard to take one piano lesson or violin lesson a week but from the time when franz schubert was a very little boy he had lessons every week for violin voice and piano

a little later he began to study harmony with a very famous man who knew mozart his name was antonio salieri with so many lessons and with schoolwork just as we have it franz must have been a very busy boy he was quite poor and often very hungry but in spite of that he was always good-natured and full of fun at 11 years of age he became a singer at the chapel of the emperor it was here that salieri was director

franz sang in the choir until he was nearly 17 then he became a school master because of course he had to earn his living wherever he was franz was thinking music and composing it once he wrote a song called the serenade at a table outside and in an artist has made a picture of this and here's a picture of schubert sitting at a table composing his song

once schubert was seen by his boyhood friends busily writing a new song so quick did he write that the ink was hardly dry on one sheet before the next one was done he was writing the music to a beautiful fairy poem by the great german poet goethe the poem is called the earl king and tells how the fairy arrow king chases a father who is rushing on horseback with his dying child in his arms finally just as the father reaches his courtyard...

Schubert The Boy Who Wrote Beautiful Songs Stories for Children by Thomas Tapper.

section 5 of stories of great composers for children this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org

franz schubert the story of the boy who wrote beautiful songs by thomas tapper

one might say of schubert that he was born with a spring of melody in his heart and a song on his lips can anyone make a melody more lovely than this this melody is from schubert's song trout play it or have someone play it to you is it not worth remembering all one's life schubert composed many kinds of music but his songs are most loved by everybody they are sung all over the world and just because he never let a song come from his lips that did not first come from his heart is not this a jolly one from schubert's song wandering schubert's full name was franz peter schubert he was born in vienna in a very simple house that looks quite old-fashioned over the doorway there is a bust of schubert a few inches high and a sign on the house says franz schubert's birthplace

dates are easy to remember if we write them so you must ask your teacher when schubert was born and put in the date in the next sentence fran schubert was born in

at that time the great american authors washington irving james fenimore cooper and william cullen bryant were all boys you may not know so much about them now but someday they will be quite as good friends as any you will ever make even though these boys were a little older than fran schubert let us always think of them together then of course we should think of schubert together with the composers who lived when he did here are some whose names you can remember very easily von weber

journey was born in the year 1794 and wrote many studies for the piano how much older was he than fran schubert von weber wrote operas and conducted them himself he was born 11 years before schubert rossini was an italian composer of operas born in 1792 five years before schubert schubert's life was so short however that rossini lived 40 years longer than the great songwriter donnazetti was an italian opera composer one of his well-known operas was lucia di lammermore he was born in 1797 just as schubert was franza's father was a school master and so was franz himself for three years he taught the little children of vienna their abcs and how to do sums of course he helped them to learn to read sometimes we find it quite hard to take one piano lesson or violin lesson a week but from the time when franz schubert was a very little boy he had lessons every week for violin voice and piano

a little later he began to study harmony with a very famous man who knew mozart his name was antonio salieri with so many lessons and with schoolwork just as we have it franz must have been a very busy boy he was quite poor and often very hungry but in spite of that he was always good-natured and full of fun at 11 years of age he became a singer at the chapel of the emperor it was here that salieri was director

franz sang in the choir until he was nearly 17 then he became a school master because of course he had to earn his living wherever he was franz was thinking music and composing it once he wrote a song called the serenade at a table outside and in an artist has made a picture of this and here's a picture of schubert sitting at a table composing his song

once schubert was seen by his boyhood friends busily writing a new song so quick did he write that the ink was hardly dry on one sheet before the next one was done he was writing the music to a beautiful fairy poem by the great german poet goethe the poem is called the earl king and tells how the fairy arrow king chases a father who is rushing on horseback with his dying child in his arms finally just as the father reaches his courtyard...

Stories of Great Composers for Children by Thomas Tapper Haydn The Choir Boy.

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franz josef haydn the story of the choir boy who became a great composer

joseph haydn was born in roraw a little austrian village not far from it is quite worthwhile for you to look for this town and for the river laita in any large geography you may not find roraw itself for it is a very small town but you will surely find the river laita which flows by it the parents lived in a very modest little house the picture of this house is worth studying and remembering as you see it is of one story with a thatched roof the farm buildings are joined to the house itself the windows look inviting and pretty they seem to tell us very plainly that it is warm and cozy within it will be easy for you to remember the year in which joseph haydn was born because you have already learned in school that our president george washington whose picture should be inserted here was born in the same year 1732 this president's birthday was in what month what day of the month

joseph haydn was born on march 31st of the same year he used to say that he was born in the night between march 31st and april 1st washington's father died in the year when he and joseph haydn were 10 years old this is a picture of washington as a man bidding his mother goodbye before leaving for a war

little yosef haydn's father and mother were poor but they loved cleanliness and system they feared god worked hard and loved music joseph's father used to sing in a clear tenor voice accompanying himself on the harp at home little joseph was called zepperl when the child was old enough he too began to sing he quite surprised everyone by his sweet voice

in the neighboring town of heinberg there lived a school master named frank who used to visit the haydn's and play the violin zepperle used to watch him very closely and one day he too began to play the violin while his father and mother were singing but he had no real violin of course so he had to play on a make-believe one of two sticks but he sang in tune and kept time with his wooden bow

one day the school master chance to come up the street while the little boy was playing his make-believe music watching him closely he saw that he was really fond of music then cousin frank as they called him had a long talk with zepperl's father and mother after a while it was agreed that the little boy should go to heinberg the place you found on the map and there become a pupil of the schoolmaster

they worked hard at the school in those days once when haydn was an old man he said i shall be grateful to that man the schoolmaster as long as i live for keeping me so hard at work but i used to get more floggings than food

when he was six years old zepperle could stand up like a man and sing masses in the church choir besides playing a little on the piano and the violin

it once happened that a drummer was needed in a procession in hindberg frank called sepperell and showed him how to make the stroke but the boy was so small that someone had to carry the drum for him zepperl following up and beating it as he had been taught haydn was very fond of playing the drums and even as a boy tried to learn how to play right but joseph haydn was to do other things one day a man from vienna visited the pastor of the heinberg church he heard the little boy sing and liked his voice so much that he invited him to become a chorister in the huge church of saint stephen he was eight years old when he arrived in the great city of vienna still a little farther away from home than he was at heinberg

there was much else to do in the great church besides singing in the choir there were...

Stories of Great Composers for Children by Thomas Tapper Haydn The Choir Boy.

section 4 of stories of great composers for children this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org

franz josef haydn the story of the choir boy who became a great composer

joseph haydn was born in roraw a little austrian village not far from it is quite worthwhile for you to look for this town and for the river laita in any large geography you may not find roraw itself for it is a very small town but you will surely find the river laita which flows by it the parents lived in a very modest little house the picture of this house is worth studying and remembering as you see it is of one story with a thatched roof the farm buildings are joined to the house itself the windows look inviting and pretty they seem to tell us very plainly that it is warm and cozy within it will be easy for you to remember the year in which joseph haydn was born because you have already learned in school that our president george washington whose picture should be inserted here was born in the same year 1732 this president's birthday was in what month what day of the month

joseph haydn was born on march 31st of the same year he used to say that he was born in the night between march 31st and april 1st washington's father died in the year when he and joseph haydn were 10 years old this is a picture of washington as a man bidding his mother goodbye before leaving for a war

little yosef haydn's father and mother were poor but they loved cleanliness and system they feared god worked hard and loved music joseph's father used to sing in a clear tenor voice accompanying himself on the harp at home little joseph was called zepperl when the child was old enough he too began to sing he quite surprised everyone by his sweet voice

in the neighboring town of heinberg there lived a school master named frank who used to visit the haydn's and play the violin zepperle used to watch him very closely and one day he too began to play the violin while his father and mother were singing but he had no real violin of course so he had to play on a make-believe one of two sticks but he sang in tune and kept time with his wooden bow

one day the school master chance to come up the street while the little boy was playing his make-believe music watching him closely he saw that he was really fond of music then cousin frank as they called him had a long talk with zepperl's father and mother after a while it was agreed that the little boy should go to heinberg the place you found on the map and there become a pupil of the schoolmaster

they worked hard at the school in those days once when haydn was an old man he said i shall be grateful to that man the schoolmaster as long as i live for keeping me so hard at work but i used to get more floggings than food

when he was six years old zepperle could stand up like a man and sing masses in the church choir besides playing a little on the piano and the violin

it once happened that a drummer was needed in a procession in hindberg frank called sepperell and showed him how to make the stroke but the boy was so small that someone had to carry the drum for him zepperl following up and beating it as he had been taught haydn was very fond of playing the drums and even as a boy tried to learn how to play right but joseph haydn was to do other things one day a man from vienna visited the pastor of the heinberg church he heard the little boy sing and liked his voice so much that he invited him to become a chorister in the huge church of saint stephen he was eight years old when he arrived in the great city of vienna still a little farther away from home than he was at heinberg

there was much else to do in the great church besides singing in the choir there were...

The Building of a City Book of Science by Jean-Henri Fabre Free Audiobook Public Domain.

chapter 3 of the storybook of science this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the storybook of science by jean arie fabre translated by florence bicknell chapter 3 the building of the city they are noble workers began uncle paul many a time when the morning sun begins to warm up i have taken pleasure in observing the activity that reigns around their little mounds of earth each with its summit pierced by a hole for exit and entrance there are some that come from the bottom of this hole others follow them and still more on and on they carry between their teeth a tiny grain of earth an enormous weight for them arrived at the top of the mound they let their burden fall and it rolls over the slope and they immediately descend again into their well they do not play on the way or stop with their companions to rest a while oh no the work is urgent and they have so much to do each one arrives serious with its grain of earth deposits it and descends in search of another what are they so busy about they are building a subterranean town with streets squares dormitories storehouses they are hollowing out a dwelling place for themselves and their family at a depth where rain cannot penetrate they dig the earth and pierce it with galleries which lengthen into long communicating streets subdivided into short ones crossing one another here and there sometimes ascending sometimes descending and opening into large halls these immense works are executed grain by grain drawn by strength of the jaws if anyone could see that black army of miners at work under the ground he would be filled with astonishment they are there by the thousands scratching biting drawing pulling in the deepest darkness what patience what efforts and when the grain of sand has at last given away how they go off head held high and proud carrying it triumphantly above i have seen ants whose heads tottered under the tremendous load exhaust themselves in getting to the top of the mound in jostling their companions they seem to say see how i work and nobody could blame them for the pride of work is a noble pride little by little at the gate of the town that is to say at the edge of the hole this little mound of earth is piled up formed by excavated material from the city that is being built the larger the mound the larger the subterranean dwelling it is plain

hollowing out these galleries in the ground is not all they must also prevent landslides fortify weak places uphold the vaults with pillars make partitions these miners are then seconded by carpenters the first carry the earth out of the anthill the second bring the building materials what are these materials they are pieces of timberwork beams and small joists suitable for the edifice a tiny little bit of straw is a solid beam for a ceiling the stem of a dry leaf can become a strong column the carpenters explore the neighboring forests that is to say the tufts of grass to choose their pieces good see this covering of an oat grain it is very thin dry and solid it will make an excellent plank for the partition they are constructing below but it is heavy enormously heavy the ant that has made the discovery draws backward and makes itself rigid on its six feet no success the heavy mass does not move it tries again all its little body trembling with energy the oat husk just moves a tiny bit the ant recognizes its powerlessness it goes off will it abandon the peace oh no when one is an ant one has the perseverance that commands success here it is coming back with two helpers one seizes the oat in front the others hitch themselves to the side and behold it rolls it advances it will get there there are difficult steps but the ants they meet along the route will give them a shoulder they have succeeded not without...

The Building of a City Book of Science by Jean-Henri Fabre Free Audiobook Public Domain.

chapter 3 of the storybook of science this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the storybook of science by jean arie fabre translated by florence bicknell chapter 3 the building of the city they are noble workers began uncle paul many a time when the morning sun begins to warm up i have taken pleasure in observing the activity that reigns around their little mounds of earth each with its summit pierced by a hole for exit and entrance there are some that come from the bottom of this hole others follow them and still more on and on they carry between their teeth a tiny grain of earth an enormous weight for them arrived at the top of the mound they let their burden fall and it rolls over the slope and they immediately descend again into their well they do not play on the way or stop with their companions to rest a while oh no the work is urgent and they have so much to do each one arrives serious with its grain of earth deposits it and descends in search of another what are they so busy about they are building a subterranean town with streets squares dormitories storehouses they are hollowing out a dwelling place for themselves and their family at a depth where rain cannot penetrate they dig the earth and pierce it with galleries which lengthen into long communicating streets subdivided into short ones crossing one another here and there sometimes ascending sometimes descending and opening into large halls these immense works are executed grain by grain drawn by strength of the jaws if anyone could see that black army of miners at work under the ground he would be filled with astonishment they are there by the thousands scratching biting drawing pulling in the deepest darkness what patience what efforts and when the grain of sand has at last given away how they go off head held high and proud carrying it triumphantly above i have seen ants whose heads tottered under the tremendous load exhaust themselves in getting to the top of the mound in jostling their companions they seem to say see how i work and nobody could blame them for the pride of work is a noble pride little by little at the gate of the town that is to say at the edge of the hole this little mound of earth is piled up formed by excavated material from the city that is being built the larger the mound the larger the subterranean dwelling it is plain

hollowing out these galleries in the ground is not all they must also prevent landslides fortify weak places uphold the vaults with pillars make partitions these miners are then seconded by carpenters the first carry the earth out of the anthill the second bring the building materials what are these materials they are pieces of timberwork beams and small joists suitable for the edifice a tiny little bit of straw is a solid beam for a ceiling the stem of a dry leaf can become a strong column the carpenters explore the neighboring forests that is to say the tufts of grass to choose their pieces good see this covering of an oat grain it is very thin dry and solid it will make an excellent plank for the partition they are constructing below but it is heavy enormously heavy the ant that has made the discovery draws backward and makes itself rigid on its six feet no success the heavy mass does not move it tries again all its little body trembling with energy the oat husk just moves a tiny bit the ant recognizes its powerlessness it goes off will it abandon the peace oh no when one is an ant one has the perseverance that commands success here it is coming back with two helpers one seizes the oat in front the others hitch themselves to the side and behold it rolls it advances it will get there there are difficult steps but the ants they meet along the route will give them a shoulder they have succeeded not without...