| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| My Lord. | My lord? | WT II.iii.9.2 |
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| He tooke good rest to night: | He took good rest tonight. | WT II.iii.10.2 |
| 'tis hop'd / His sicknesse is discharg'd. | 'Tis hoped his sickness is discharged. | WT II.iii.11 |
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| Madam; he hath not slept to night, commanded | Madam, he hath not slept tonight, commanded | WT II.iii.31 |
| None should come at him. | None should come at him. | WT II.iii.32.1 |
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| Please' your Highnesse, Posts | Please your highness, posts | WT II.iii.192.2 |
| From those you sent to th' Oracle, are come | From those you sent to th' oracle are come | WT II.iii.193 |
| An houre since: Cleomines and Dion, | An hour since: Cleomenes and Dion, | WT II.iii.194 |
| Being well arriu'd from Delphos, are both landed, | Being well arrived from Delphos, are both landed, | WT II.iii.195 |
| Hasting to th' Court. | Hasting to th' court. | WT II.iii.196.1 |
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| My Lord the King: the King? | My lord the King, the King! | WT III.ii.140.1 |
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| O Sir, I shall be hated to report it. | O sir, I shall be hated to report it: | WT III.ii.141 |
| The Prince your Sonne, with meere conceit, and feare | The Prince your son, with mere conceit and fear | WT III.ii.142 |
| Of the Queenes speed, is gone. | Of the Queen's speed, is gone. | WT III.ii.143.1 |
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| Is dead. | Is dead. | WT III.ii.143.3 |