| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Hamlet | Ham I.i.112 | A mote it is to trouble the mind's eye. | |
| Henry V | H5 IV.i.174 | man in his bed, wash every mote out of his conscience; | man in his Bed, wash euery Moth out of his Conscience: |
| King Edward III | E3 II.i.437 | An unreputed mote, flying in the sun, | An vnreputed mote, flying in the Sunne, |
| King John | KJ IV.i.91 | O heaven, that there were but a mote in yours, | O heauen: that there were but a moth in yours, |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL I.ii.1 | Enter Armado and Mote, his page | Enter Armado and Moth his Page. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL I.ii.74 | love, my dear Mote? | loue my deare Moth? |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL I.ii.156 | Nay, nothing, Master Mote, but what they look | Nay nothing, Master Moth, but what they looke |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL I.ii.160 | Exeunt Mote and Costard | Exit. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL III.i.1 | Enter Armado and Mote | Enter Broggart and Boy. Song. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL III.i.3 | MOTE (singing) Concolinel. | Concolinel. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL III.i.68.1 | Enter Mote with Costard | Enter Page and Clowne. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL III.i.112 | Thou hast no feeling of it, Mote. I will speak | Thou hast no feeling of it Moth, / I will speake |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL III.i.131 | rewarding my dependants. Mote, follow. | my dependants. Moth, follow. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL III.i.132 | Exeunt Armado and Mote | Exit. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.iii.159 | You found his mote; the King your mote did see; | You found his Moth, the King your Moth did see: |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.i.30 | Enter Armado, Mote, and Costard | |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.i.38.1 | (to Mote) | |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.158.1 | Enter blackamoors with music, Mote with a speech, | Enter Black moores with musicke, the Boy with a speech, |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.174 | Exit Mote | |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.584.1 | Enter Holofernes as Judas and Mote as Hercules | Enter Pedant for Iudas, and the Boy for Hercules. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.591.1 | Mote retires | Exit Boy |
| The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW V.v.68 | More fertile-fresh than all the field to see; | Mote fertile-fresh then all the Field to see: |
| A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND V.i.310 | A mote will turn the balance which Pyramus, | A Moth wil turne the ballance, which Piramus |