| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Antony and Cleopatra | AC I.ii.25 | I had rather heat my liver with drinking. | I had rather heate my Liuer with drinking. |
| As You Like It | AYL III.ii.403 | way will I take upon me to wash your liver as clean as a | way wil I take vpon mee to wash your Liuer as cleane as a |
| Cymbeline | Cym V.v.14 | To you, the liver, heart, and brain of Britain, | To you (the Liuer, Heart, and Braine of Britaine) |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 IV.iii.103 | liver white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity | Liuer white, and pale; which is the Badge of Pusillanimitie, |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 V.v.31 | My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver, | My Knight, I will enflame thy Noble Liuer, |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.iii.72 | This is the liver vein, which makes flesh a deity, | This is the liuer veine, which makes flesh a deity. |
| Macbeth | Mac IV.i.26 | Liver of blaspheming Jew, | Liuer of Blaspheming Iew, |
| The Merchant of Venice | MV I.i.81 | And let my liver rather heat with wine | And let my Liuer rather heate with wine, |
| The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW II.i.110 | With liver burning hot. Prevent. Or go thou | With liuer, burning hot: preuent: / Or goe thou |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA IV.i.229 | If ever love had interest in his liver, | If euer Loue had interest in his Liuer, |
| Romeo and Juliet | RJ I.v.15 | Cheerly, boys! Be brisk a while, and the longer liver | chearly Boyes, / Be brisk awhile, and the longer liuer |
| The Tempest | Tem IV.i.56.1 | Abates the ardour of my liver. | Abates the ardour of my Liuer. |
| Twelfth Night | TN I.i.38 | That live in her; when liver, brain, and heart, | That liue in her. When Liuer, Braine, and Heart, |
| Twelfth Night | TN II.iv.97 | No motion of the liver, but the palate, | No motion of the Liuer, but the Pallat, |
| Twelfth Night | TN II.v.94 | This wins him, liver and all. | This winnes him, Liuer and all. |
| Twelfth Night | TN III.ii.19 | to put fire in your heart and brimstone in your liver. You | to put fire in your Heart, and brimstone in your Liuer: you |
| Twelfth Night | TN III.ii.59 | opened and you find so much blood in his liver as will | open'd and you finde so much blood in his Liuer, as will |
| The Winter's Tale | WT I.ii.304 | Inclining to them both. Were my wife's liver | Inclining to them both: were my Wiues Liuer |