excerpt from 'Memoirs of Myself, begun many Years since, but never, I fear, to be completed' pp. 38–39 (103 words)

excerpt from 'Memoirs of Myself, begun many Years since, but never, I fear, to be completed' pp. 38–39 (103 words)

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Memoirs of Myself, begun many Years since, but never, I fear, to be completed

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In pursuance of the usual system of my mother, the person who instructed my sister in music — Billy Warren, as we familiarly called him—became soon an intimate in the family, and was morning and night a constant visitor. The consequence was that, though I never received from him any regular lessons in playing, yet by standing often to listen when he was instructing my sister, and endeavouring to pick out tunes – or make them – when I was alone, I became a piano-forte player (at least sufficiently to accompany my own singing) before almost any one was in the least aware of it.

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excerpt from 'Memoirs of Myself, begun many Years since, but never, I fear, to be completed' pp. 38–39 (103 words)

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