Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
Hamlet | Ham IV.v.196 | All flaxen was his poll. | All Flaxen was his Pole: |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 V.ii.55 | Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax. | Shall to my flaming wrath, be Oyle and Flax: |
King Lear | KL III.vii.105 | Go thou. I'll fetch some flax and whites of eggs | |
The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW V.v.150 | What, a hodge-pudding? A bag of flax? | What, a hodge-pudding? A bag of flax? |
Twelfth Night | TN I.iii.97 | Excellent, it hangs like flax on a distaff; and I | Excellent, it hangs like flax on a distaffe: & I |
The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK V.iii.98 | No more be hid in him than fire in flax, | No more be hid in him, then fire in flax, |
The Winter's Tale | WT I.ii.277 | As rank as any flax-wench that puts to | As ranke as any Flax-Wench, that puts to |