| LC.17 | [of the woman crying into a handkerchief] Laund'ring the silken figures in the brine |
| Luc.796 | [Lucrece] I ... must sit and pine, / Seasoning the earth with showers of silver brine |
| RJ II.iii.65 | [Friar to Romeo] What a deal of brine / Hath washed thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline! |
| TN I.i.31 | [Valentine to Orsino, of Olivia] she will ... water once a day her chamber round / With eye-offending brine |
| TNK I.iii.22 | [Hippolyta to Pirithous] women / That have sod their infants in ... / The brine they wept |
| TNK III.ii.28 | [Gaoler's Daughter alone] my lids scoured off their brine |