Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.
So have I heard, and do in part believe it.
But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill.[127:2]
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.
The memory be green.
Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 2.
With an auspicious and a dropping eye,[127:3]
With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage,
In equal scale weighing delight and dole.