die two months ago, and not forgotten yet?

HAMLET So long? Nay, then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of sables. O heavens, die two months ago, and not forgotten yet? Then there's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year. But, by'r Lady, he must build churches, then, or else shall he suffer not thinking on, with the hobby-horse, who's epitaph is "For oh, for oh, the hobby-horse is forgot."