 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 psl.
...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...you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of ray compass : and there is much mnsic, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 554 psl.
...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...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 364 psl.
...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...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... | |
 | 1873 - 866 psl.
...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...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. 'S blood! do you think I... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1846 - 496 psl.
[ Atsiprašome, šio puslapio turinio peržiūra yra ribojama ] | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 554 psl.
...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...note to the top of my compass : and there is much niusick, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 psl.
...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...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. Why ! Ho you think I am... | |
 | 1849 - 608 psl.
[ Atsiprašome, šio puslapio turinio peržiūra yra ribojama ] | |
 | 1855 - 494 psl.
...fact is a puzzle, which seems to come with a message from Deity, saying, in the words of Hamlet: — "You would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you...note to the top of my compass ; and there is much music, excellent voice in this little organ, yet caunot you make it speak." And man wrestles with each... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 656 psl.
...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...lowest note to the top of my compass: and there is much musie, excellent voice, in this little • Impart, is not in the folio. i " To keep my hands from picking... | |
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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,... 
