y 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, excellent voice, in this little organ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I ameasier to be played on than a pipe? Call me whatinstrument you will, though you can fret me, yet youcannot play upon me. God bless you, sir!Pol: My lord, the queen would speak with you, andpresently.Ham: Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?Pol: By the mass, and 'tis like a camel, indeed.Ham: Methinks it is like a weasel.Ros: My lord, you did like me before.Ham: I still do and so do these hands.Ros: So what is wrong? You can not cure yourself if you do not tell your friends what is wrong. Ham: Sir, I lack advancement.Ros: How can you say you have no advancement, when the king of Denmark said that you will be the next King.Ham: As the proverb says “While the grass grows the horse starves” -- Recorder give me one of the flutes. Why do u recorders try to trap me so I cannot smell you out?Guil: Sir, if I am too forward it is because of my love.Ham: I do not understand. Do u want to play?Guil: My lord, I do not know how.Ham: I beg of youGuil: Trust me I can notHam: I beg of youGuil: I do not know the positioning.Ham: It as easy as lying. Control the openings with your fingers and thumb and blow in the mouth. You will produce the most beautiful music.Guil: I can not make it sound good, I have no skill at it.Ham: You think so little of me. You want to figure me out, you want to know what are all my secrets and what is wrong with me. You check me out from head to toe. And you do it well. But you cannot play this flute? Call me whatever instrument you want but you can not play me.Pol: My lord the queen wants to talk to youHam: Do u see the cloud that looks like a camel?Pol: It indeed looks...
