“Bid me run, and I will strive with things impossible.”

“Where's the king?Gent.Contending with the fretful elements;Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea,Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main,That things might change or cease; tears his white hair,Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage,Catch in their fury and make nothing of;Strives in his little world of man to outscornThe to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain.This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch,The lion and the belly-pinched wolfKeep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs,And bids what will take all.”

“Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear”

“If she do bid me pack, I'll give her thanksAs though she bid me stay by her a week.If she deny to wed, I'll crave the dayWhen I shall ask the banns, and when be married.”

“You know your mother means to feast with me,And calls herself Revenge, and thinks me mad:Hark, villains! I will grind your bones to dustAnd with your blood and it I'll make a paste,And of the paste a coffin I will rearAnd make two pasties of your shameful heads,And bid that strumpet, your unhallow'd dam,Like to the earth swallow her own increase.This is the feast that I have bid her to,And this the banquet she shall surfeit on; (5.2.18)”

“Ha. "Against my will I am sent to bid you come into dinner." There's a double meaning in that.”

“Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to dinner.BENEDICK Fair Beatrice, I thank you for your pains.BEATRICE I took no more pains for those thanks than you takepains to thank me: if it had been painful, I wouldnot have come.BENEDICK You take pleasure then in the message?BEATRICE Yea, just so much as you may take upon a knife'spoint ... You have no stomach,signior: fare you well.ExitBENEDICK Ha! 'Against my will I am sent to bid you come into dinner;' there's a double meaning in that...”