It is the purpose that makes strong the vow; But vows to every purpose must not hold.

Ha. "Against my will I am sent to bid you come into dinner." There's a double meaning in that. -Benedick (Much Ado)

Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber.

He hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his tongue is the clapper; for what his heart thinks his tongue speaks.

His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage. He is indeed a horse.

An arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France, or in England.

So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: thy love ne'er alter, till they sweet life end