 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,...  The dramatic works of William Shakspeare - Seite 62von William Shakespeare - 1814Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 214 Seiten
...look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me, you would seem to know 350 my stops, you would pluck out the heart of my mystery,...lowest 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... | |
 | Thomas Heywood - 2002 - 168 Seiten
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 | Wes Folkerth - 2002 - 168 Seiten
...the same scene he accuses Rosencrantz and Guildenstern of spying on him, employing the same metaphor: You would play upon me, you would seem to know my...out the heart of my mystery, you would sound me from the lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this litde organ,... | |
 | Beth Eddy - 2009 - 224 Seiten
...the content of the climactic passage, rather than the form. The Shakespearean passage in Burke reads: "Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make...lowest 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... | |
 | Ellen Conroy - 2003 - 148 Seiten
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 | Richard M. Billow - 2003 - 260 Seiten
...rest is silence' (V, ii, 368). Hamlet does not trust the Establishment, which he fears is parasitic: You would play upon me; you would seem to know my...note to the top of my compass - and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ - yet cannot you make it speak.' (Ill, ii, 379-385) Hamlet... | |
 | Johannes Brahms, Siegmund Levarie - 2003 - 396 Seiten
...these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony; I have not the skill. Hamlet: Why, look you know, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play...out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from the lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little... | |
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