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23 subjects in this part of Shakespearian Quotations.

Vight: Come, civil night, Thou sober-suited matron, all in black.

Valour: He's truly valiant, that can wisely suffer The worst that man can breathe; and make his wrongs His outsides; wear them, like his…

Valuation: Their fortunes both are weigh'd: In your lord's scale is nothing but himself,

Value: What is aught, but as 'tis valued ? But value dwells not in particular will; It holds his estimate and dignity As well wherein 'tis…

Vanity: We are such stuff As dreams are made of, and our little life

Veneration: There is an old poor man, Who after me hath many a weary step Limp'd in pure love; till he be first suffic'd, Oppress'd with…

Venetian Women: I know our country disposition well; In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks They dare not show their husbands; their…

Vengeance: Are there no stones in heaven But what serve for the thunder?

Veracity: If Jupiter Should from yond' cloud speak divine things And say, 'tis true, I'd not believe them more Than thee, all noble Marcius.

Verbosity: He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his agrument.

Verily: Verily! You put me off with limber vows: But I, Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with oaths, Should yet say, Sir, no…

Veteran: He did look far Into the service of the time, and was Discipled of the bravest; he lasted long; But on us both did haggish age…

Vice, Prevalent: All sects, all ages, smack of this vice.

Vicissitude: Yet better thus, and known to be conterin'd, Than still contemn'd and flatter'd.

Victory: To whom God will, there be the victory.

Villain: Slave, soulless villain, dog! O rarely base!

Virago: I would not marry her, though she were endowed with all that Adam had left him before he transgressed: she would have made Hercules…

Virginity: Bless our poor virginity from underminers and blowers up. Is there no military policy, how virgins might blow up men?

Virtue: Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

Vituperation: What man of good temper could endure this tempest of exclamation?

Vocation: Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a mar to labour in his vocation.

Voice: The shepherd knows not thunder from a tabor, More than I know the sound of Marcius' tongue, From every meaner man's.

Vows: Riotous madness, To be entangled with those mouth-made vows Which break themselves in swearing.