| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| The Comedy of Errors | CE I.i.108 | Her part, poor soul, seeming as burdened | Her part, poore soule, seeming as burdened |
| The Comedy of Errors | CE II.i.36 | But were we burdened with like weight of pain, | But were we burdned with like waight of paine, |
| Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 III.ii.320 | And even now my burdened heart would break, | And euen now my burthen'd heart would breake |
| King Lear | KL I.i.41 | Unburdened crawl toward death. Our son of Cornwall – | Vnburthen'd crawle toward death. Our son of Cornwal, |
| Richard II | R2 II.i.229 | Ere't be disburdened with a liberal tongue. | Er't be disburthen'd with a liberall tongue. |
| Richard III | R3 IV.iv.111 | Now thy proud neck bears half my burdened yoke, | Now thy proud Necke, beares halfe my burthen'd yoke, |