 | Michael Gelven - Philosophy - 1997 - 188 pages
...to play the pipe on which he possesses no skill. Hamlet upbraids him with this keen-edged analogy: Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of...you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ; yet cannot you make it... | |
 | Mary Beth Rose - Business & Economics - 1997 - 184 pages
...this pipe? [the Player's recorder] GUILDENSTERN My lord, I cannot. ... I have not the skill. HAMLET Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of...you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and Ingenious Riddles* Riddle XIV. HER Back-is round, her Bellas flat withal, Her metamorphosM... | |
 | Jean Battlo - Appalachian Region - 1999 - 76 pages
...here too. (Begins reading; then quotes as if she 's often thought of her former husband in this way.) "Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make...you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music; excellent voice, in this organ, yet cannot you make it speak 'Sblood,... | |
 | Dunbar P. Barton, Sir Dunbar Plunket Barton - Drama - 1999 - 268 pages
...attempt of later generations to sound the greatest depths of his nature and to each he says, like Hamlet, Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of...you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ; yet cannot you make it... | |
 | Thomas W. Chapman - Religion - 1999 - 544 pages
.... . These cannot I command to any utterance of harmony." Then, with much vehemence, Hamlet replies: Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of...you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 2000 - 356 pages
...to any utterance of harmony; I have not the skill. HAMLET Why look you now how unworthy a thing 360 you make of me. You would play upon me, you would...you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice in this 365 little organ, yet cannot you make... | |
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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,... 
