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.