| Debra Murphy - 2005 - 406 pagini
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| Catherine M. S. Alexander - 2004 - 310 pagini
...courrly playing upon him as a phallic pipe or recorder of which he accuses Rosencrant2 and Guildenstern: You would play upon me, you would seem to know my...lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice in this lirtle organ, yet cannot you make it speak, 'Sblood, do you think I... | |
| 1984 - 456 pagini
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| Mary Anneeta Mann - 2004 - 230 pagini
...sound out Hamlet. The scene ends with Hamlet's emotional plea concerning the duplicity of their method: How unworthy a thing you make of me! you would play...stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; . . . and there is much music, excellent voice in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak.... | |
| Richard Brestoff - 2005 - 180 pagini
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| Frederick William Sternfeld - 2005 - 392 pagini
...stops. Guil. But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony. I have not the skill. Hamlet. Why look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of...lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, 1 This stage direction is taken from Q2. The F text reads: 'Enter one with a recorder'. Cf.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 2005 - 900 pagini
...GUILD'RN But these cannot I command to any utt'rance of har- 350 mony, I have not the skill. HAMLET Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of...note to the top of my compass - and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I... | |
| Flavivs Aetivs - 2005 - 518 pagini
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| Ellen Conroy - 2005 - 220 pagini
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| Lindsay Price - 2005 - 52 pagini
...GUILDENSTERN: But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony. I have not the skill. HAMLET: Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of...sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though... | |
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