| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| The Rape of Lucrece | Luc.699 | His taste delicious, in digestion souring, | His tast delicious, in digestion sowring, |
| Venus and Adonis | Ven.185 | Souring his cheeks, cries ‘ Fie, no more of love! | So wring his cheekes, cries, fie, no more of loue, |