| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.i.13 | oats rose, it was the death of him. | oats rose, it was the death of him. |
| King Lear | KL V.iii.39 | I cannot draw a cart nor eat dried oats; | |
| A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND IV.i.32 | good dry oats. Methinks I have a great desire to a bottle | good dry Oates. Me-thinkes I haue a great desire to a bottle |
| The Taming of the Shrew | TS III.ii.204 | Ay, sir, they be ready – the oats have eaten the | I sir, they be ready, the Oates haue eaten the |
| The Tempest | Tem IV.i.61 | Of wheat, rye, barley, fetches, oats, and pease; | Of Wheate, Rye, Barley, Fetches, Oates and Pease; |
| The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK V.ii.63 | And twenty strike of oats; but he'll ne'er have her. | And twenty strike of Oates, but hee'l ne're have her; |