 | Arnold Weinstein - 2003 - 472 páginas
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 | Johannes Brahms, Siegmund Levarie - 2003 - 396 páginas
...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... | |
 | K. H. Anthol - 2003 - 344 páginas
...excellent music. Look you, these are the stops. 376 Guil. But these cannot I command to any utterance of harmony. I have not the skill. Ham. Why, look you...play upon me, you would seem to know my stops, you 380 would pluck out the heart of my mystery, you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my... | |
 | J. Philip Newell - 2003 - 148 páginas
...manipulate him, "how unworthy a thing you would make of me! You would play upon me [like an instrument]. You would seem to know my stops. You would pluck out...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,... | |
 | Milly S. Barranger - 2004 - 756 páginas
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 | Milly S. Barranger - 2004 - 756 páginas
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 | William Shakespeare - 2003 - 274 páginas
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 | Philip Auslander - 2003 - 488 páginas
...psychological complexity that he's not all there, spread out on the surface, like a modernist painting. ("You would play upon me; you would seem to know my...stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery," complains Hamlet to Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.) By contrast, Frank Stella affirmed his own commitment... | |
 | Michael Knox Beran - 2003 - 308 páginas
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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,... 
