 | Frederick William Sternfeld - 2005 - 392 pàgines
...breath with your mouth, and it will discourse most eloquent2 music. Look you, these are the 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 me! You would play upon me; you would seem... | |
 | Lindsay Price - 2005 - 52 pàgines
...Govern these ventages with your fingers and thumb, give it breath with your mouth... 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 me! You would play upon me, you would seem... | |
 | Anton Chekhov - 2007 - 1128 pàgines
...your mouth, and it will discourse most eloquent music." NIKITA. "I have not the skill." SVETLOVIDOV. "Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make...stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery. Do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you... | |
 | Tony Howard - 2007 - 315 pàgines
...easy as lying' was pronounced calmly, with insidious goodwill. Then followed a real explosion of rage: 'Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make...You would play upon me; you would seem to know my steps; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top... | |
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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... 
