Schubert was born, in January, 1797, in Lichtental, then a separate community, but fong since swallowed up in the great Austrian metropolis, The house of his birth still stands, a small one-storeyed place which only the memory of its high asnoeiation has saved 0 tong from the builder's pickaxes. In addition to an optician's shop and a depdt of the Austrian tobacco monopoly, houses to-day a Schubert museunt and displays a bust whos rather tubby features look out ya) the cinema over the way.
Tu this house, the composer's father followed the thankless ea ing of instilling a rudimentary tion into middle-class youths Vienna, The Sehuberts had schoolmasters for generations, explains perhaps the singular aversion Franz Schubert always showed to the viving of lessons—even music lessons—notwithstanding the penury in which most of his life was apout. He willingly: left the little house, at an early to become an imperial chorister in the great stone building known as the Convict, which still stands the heart of Vienna. One sees him therein the letters of his friends a sweet-voiced, sturdy youth old-braided uniform often a little hungry and cold as he passes down the dark, stone pasaazes of the Convict, or sits composing in 5 an auburn-h pronounced nose and deep forchea usually silent because he knew he could not talk well. This reserve in the matter of speech remained with him throughout his life Fame, which might have melted it, and drawn him out of himself, never really came his way, during his short life. lis emotions were expressed solely in song.
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