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

Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.

I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world; And, for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out.

For 'tis the sport to have the engineerHoist with his own petard.

He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.

Let me twine Mine arms about that body, where against My grained ash an hundred times hath broke And scarr'd the moon with splinters: here I clip The anvil of my sword, and do contest As hotly and as nobly with thy love As ever in ambitious strength I did Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, I loved the maid I married; never man Sigh'd truer breath; but that I see thee here, Thou noble thing! more dances my rapt heart Than when I first my wedded mistress saw Bestride my threshold.

How is it that the clouds still hang on you?