| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| What, shall we suffer this? lets pluck him down, | What! Shall we suffer this? Let's pluck him down. | 3H6 I.i.59 |
| My heart for anger burnes, I cannot brooke it. | My heart for anger burns; I cannot brook it. | 3H6 I.i.60 |
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| He is both King, and Duke of Lancaster, | He is both king and Duke of Lancaster; | 3H6 I.i.87 |
| And that the Lord of Westmerland shall maintaine. | And that the Lord of Westmorland shall maintain. | 3H6 I.i.88 |
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| Plantagenet, of thee and these thy Sonnes, | Plantagenet, of thee and these thy sons, | 3H6 I.i.95 |
| Thy Kinsmen, and thy Friends, Ile haue more liues | Thy kinsmen, and thy friends, I'll have more lives | 3H6 I.i.96 |
| Then drops of bloud were in my Fathers Veines. | Than drops of blood were in my father's veins. | 3H6 I.i.97 |
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| Base, fearefull, and despayring Henry. | Base, fearful, and despairing Henry! | 3H6 I.i.178 |
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| I cannot stay to heare these Articles. | I cannot stay to hear these articles. | 3H6 I.i.180 |
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| Farwell faint-hearted and degenerate King, | Farewell, faint-hearted and degenerate King, | 3H6 I.i.183 |
| In whose cold blood no sparke of Honor bides. | In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides. | 3H6 I.i.184 |