excerpt from 'Music and Friends: Or, Pleasant Recollections of a Dilettante' pp. 101 (128 words)

excerpt from 'Music and Friends: Or, Pleasant Recollections of a Dilettante' pp. 101 (128 words)

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Music and Friends: Or, Pleasant Recollections of a Dilettante

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On entering the churchyard, at Grantham, I was gratified on hearing the tones of the organ. To enjoy the true effect of this noble instrument, you should never be within view of it. I presently made my way into the organ loft, where I found a rough fellow, like a Cyclops, working away, at a cramped extemporaneous fugue. When he concluded, I bowed a nod of approbation. He got up, and putting a quid of tobacco into his mouth, asked me to sit down and try the instrument. This I declined, and pressed him to give me another fugue. He was pleased, and instantly knocked out a chromatic one, with all the fury of a Polyphemus. I observed it was a fine organ, upon the full church scale.

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