| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Julius Caesar | JC I.iii.117 | That is no fleering tell-tale. Hold, my hand; | That is no flearing Tell-tale. Hold, my Hand: |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.109 | One rubbed his elbow thus, and fleered, and swore | One rub'd his elboe thus, and fleer'd, and swore, |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA V.i.58 | Tush, tush, man, never fleer and jest at me; | Tush, tush, man, neuer fleere and iest at me, |
| Othello | Oth IV.i.82 | And mark the fleers, the gibes, and notable scorns | And marke the Fleeres, the Gybes, and notable Scornes |
| Romeo and Juliet | RJ I.v.57 | To fleer and scorn at our solemnity? | To fleere and scorne at our Solemnitie? |