| AW V.iii.232 | [King to Bertram] every feather starts you |
| E3 II.ii.47 | [King Edward to Lodowick, on hearing a drum] To start the tender Cupid in my bosom |
| Mac V.v.15.1 | [Macbeth to himself] Direness ... / Cannot once start me |
| Oth I.i.102 | [Brabantio to Roderigo] Upon malicious bravery dost thou come / To start my quiet |
| TC V.ii.104.1 | [Cressida to Diomedes] one cannot speak a word / But it straight starts you |
| TN IV.i.58 | [Olivia to Sebastian, of Sir Toby] He started one poor heart of mine, in thee |