| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| All's Well That Ends Well | AW II.i.140 | From simple sources; and great seas have dried | From simple sources: and great Seas haue dried |
| All's Well That Ends Well | AW V.iii.59 | To the great sender turns a sour offence, | To the great sender, turnes a sowre offence, |
| Antony and Cleopatra | AC II.ii.24 | Touch you the sourest points with sweetest terms, | Touch you the sowrest points with sweetest tearmes, |
| Antony and Cleopatra | AC III.xiii.160 | And poison it in the source, and the first stone | And poyson it in the sourse, and the first stone |
| As You Like It | AYL III.ii.105 | Sweetest nut hath sourest rind, | Sweetest nut, hath sowrest rinde, |
| The Comedy of Errors | CE V.i.45 | This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad, | This weeke he hath beene heauie, sower sad, |
| Coriolanus | Cor V.iii.13 | Though I showed sourly to him – once more offered | (Though I shew'd sowrely to him) once more offer'd |
| Coriolanus | Cor V.iv.18 | of his face sours ripe grapes. When he walks, he moves | of his face, sowres ripe Grapes. When he walks, he moues |
| Cymbeline | Cym V.v.26 | To sour your happiness, I must report | To sowre your happinesse, I must report |
| Hamlet | Ham I.i.106 | The source of this our watch, and the chief head | The Sourse of this our Watch, and the cheefe head |
| Hamlet | Ham II.ii.55 | The head and source of all your son's distemper. | The head and sourse of all your Sonnes distemper. |
| Hamlet | Ham III.ii.49 | wants a cullison,’ and ‘ Your beer is sour,’ and blabbering | |
| Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 III.ii.301 | Heart's discontent and sour affliction | Hearts Discontent, and sowre Affliction, |
| Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 III.i.24 | Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, | Let me embrace the sower Aduersaries, |
| Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 IV.vi.6 | Subjects may challenge nothing of their sovereigns; | Subiects may challenge nothing of their Sou'rains |
| Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 V.iii.11 | And blow it to the source from whence it came; | And blow it to the Source from whence it came, |
| Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 V.vii.45 | Sound drums and trumpets! Farewell, sour annoy! | Sound Drums and Trumpets, farwell sowre annoy, |
| Henry VIII | H8 IV.ii.53 | Lofty and sour to them that loved him not, | Lofty, and sowre to them that lou'd him not: |
| Julius Caesar | JC I.ii.179 | And he will, after his sour fashion, tell you | And he will (after his sowre fashion) tell you |
| King Edward III | E3 IV.iv.3 | We pay sour earnest for a sweeter life. | We pay sower earnest for a sweeter life, |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL I.i.300 | And therefore welcome the sour cup of prosperity! | and therefore welcome the sowre cup of prosperitie, |
| Macbeth | Mac II.iii.96 | Is stopped, the very source of it is stopped. | Is stopt, the very Source of it is stopt. |
| Othello | Oth IV.iii.94 | And have their palates both for sweet and sour | And haue their Palats both for sweet, and sowre, |
| Richard II | R2 I.iii.236 | Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour. | Things sweet to tast, proue in digestion sowre: |
| Richard II | R2 II.i.169 | Have ever made me sour my patient cheek | Haue euer made me sowre my patient cheeke, |
| Richard II | R2 III.ii.136 | Turns to the sourest and most deadly hate. | Turnes to the sowrest, and most deadly hate: |
| Richard II | R2 III.ii.193 | Speak sweetly, man, although thy looks be sour. | Speake sweetly man, although thy lookes be sowre. |
| Richard II | R2 III.iv.105 | I'll set a bank of rue, sour herb of grace. | Ile set a Banke of Rew, sowre Herbe of Grace: |
| Richard II | R2 IV.i.240 | Have here delivered me to my sour cross, | Haue here deliuer'd me to my sowre Crosse, |
| Richard II | R2 V.iii.120 | Ah, my sour husband, my hard-hearted lord! | Ah my sowre husband, my hard-hearted Lord, |
| Richard II | R2 V.v.42 | Ha, ha; keep time! How sour sweet music is | Ha, ha? keepe time: How sowre sweet Musicke is, |
| Richard II | R2 V.vi.20 | With clog of conscience and sour melancholy | With clog of Conscience, and sowre Melancholly, |
| Richard III | R3 I.iv.46 | With that sour ferryman which poets write of, | With that sowre Ferry-man which Poets write of, |
| Richard III | R3 I.iv.210 | Unrip'st the bowels of thy sovereign's son. | Vnrip'st the Bowels of thy Sou'raignes Sonne. |
| Romeo and Juliet | RJ II.v.24 | By playing it to me with so sour a face. | By playing it to me, with so sower a face. |
| Romeo and Juliet | RJ III.ii.116 | Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship | Or if sower woe delights in fellowship, |
| Romeo and Juliet | RJ III.iii.7 | Is my dear son with such sour company. | Is my deare Sonne with such sowre Company: |
| Romeo and Juliet | RJ V.iii.82 | One writ with me in sour misfortune's book. | One, writ with me in sowre misfortunes booke. |
| The Taming of the Shrew | TS II.i.226 | Nay, come, Kate, come, you must not look so sour. | Nay come Kate, come: you must not looke so sowre. |
| The Taming of the Shrew | TS II.i.228 | Why, here's no crab, and therefore look not sour. | Why heere's no crab, and therefore looke not sowre. |
| The Taming of the Shrew | TS V.ii.156 | And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, | And when she is froward, peeuish, sullen, sowre, |
| The Tempest | Tem IV.i.20 | Sour-eyed disdain and discord shall bestrew | Sower-ey'd disdaine, and discord shall bestrew |
| The Tempest | Tem V.i.37 | By moonshine do the green, sour ringlets make, | By Moone-shine doe the greene sowre Ringlets make, |
| Timon of Athens | Tim IV.iii.165 | The source of all erection. There's more gold. | The sourse of all Erection. There's more Gold. |
| Timon of Athens | Tim IV.iii.240 | If thou didst put this sour cold habit on | If thou did'st put this sowre cold habit on |
| Titus Andronicus | Tit I.i.444 | Nor with sour looks afflict his gentle heart. | Nor with sowre lookes afflict his gentle heart. |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC III.i.71 | And to make a sweet lady sad is a sour offence. | And to make a sweet Lady sad, is a sower offence. |
| The Two Gentlemen of Verona | TG II.iii.5 | Crab my dog be the sourest-natured dog that lives. My | Crab my dog, be the sowrest natured dogge that liues: My |
| The Two Gentlemen of Verona | TG III.i.320 | That makes amends for her sour breath. | That makes amends for her soure breath. |
| The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK II.i.138 | Is our inheritance; no hard oppressor | Is our Inheritance: no hard Oppressour |
| The Winter's Tale | WT I.ii.102 | Three crabbed months had soured themselves to death | Three crabbed Moneths had sowr'd themselues to death, |