 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 488 sider
...are the stops. Guil. But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony ; I have not the skill. Ham. Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest... | |
 | Delia Salter Bacon - 1857 - 706 sider
...the stops. Guild. But these cannot / command to any utterance of harmony : I not the SKILL. Samlet. Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of ME ? You would play upon ME ; you would seem to know my flops ; you would pluck out the heart of MY MYSTERY ; you would sound me from my lowest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 352 sider
...are the stops. Guil. But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony : I have not the skill. Ham. Why look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of mo. You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my... | |
 | Thomas G. Burton - 1993 - 228 sider
...as Thoreau, he might well quote Hamlet to those who seek simple explanations for his complex life: "how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me, you would . . . pluck out the heart of my mystery, you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass.... | |
 | Terrence Ortwein - 1994 - 100 sider
...GUILDENSTERN. But these cannot I command to any utt'rance of harmony; I have not the skill. HAMLET. Why look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest... | |
 | Robert E. Wood - 1994 - 188 sider
...with your fingers and thumbs." Another denial of skill precedes the lesson that concludes the prank. Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me, you would seem to know my stops, you would pluck out the heart of my mystery, you would sound me from my lowest... | |
 | Miguel Teruel Pozas - 1994 - 306 sider
...GutUH'NSTURN: But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony. I have not the skill. MAMI.IT: Why. look you now. how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me. You would seem to know my slops. You would pluck out the heart of my mystery. You would sound me from my lowest... | |
 | Richard Courtney - 1995 - 274 sider
...recorders. Hamlet politely begs Guildenstern to play one. When he cannot, Hamlet issues a sharp warning: Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me. You would seem to know my stops. You would pluck out the heart of my mystery. You would sound me from my lowest... | |
 | 1996 - 264 sider
...an inch away from GUILDENSTERN's ear. HORATIO watches for any move from ROSENCRANTZ to help. HAMLET Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me, you would seem to know my stops, you would pluck out the heart of my mystery, you would sound me from my lowest... | |
 | Anton Pavlovich Chekhov, Vera Gottlieb - 1996 - 62 sider
...your mouth, and it will discourse most eloquent music.' NIKITA: T have not the skill.' SVETLOVIDOV: 'Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery. Do you think I am easier to be... | |
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Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me! You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent... 
