Still quiring to the young-ey’d cherubims.
Such harmony is in immortal souls;
But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.”
PROPHECY OF DREAMS.
“I have heard, the spirits of the dead
May walk again: if such things be, thy mother
Appeared to me last night; for ne’er was dream
So like a waking.”
Winter’s Tale.