| KL III.iv.29 | [Lear to himself, as if to wretches everywhere] That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm |
| R3 IV.iv.304 | [King Richard to Queen Elizabeth, of her daughter] a night of groans / Endured of her for whom you bid like sorrow |
| RJ I.i.213 | [Romeo to Benvolio, of his love] She will not ... bide th'encounter of assailing eyes |
| Sonn.139.8 | [] thy might / Is more than my o'erpressed defence can bide |
| Sonn.58.7 | [] And patience tame to sufferance bide each check |
| TN II.iv.123 | [Orsino to Viola as Cesario] say / My love can give no place, bide no denay |
| TN II.iv.93 | [Orsino to Viola as Cesario] There is no woman's sides / Can bide the beating of so strong a passion |