| LLL III.i.70 | [Costard to Armado, of cures for his cut shin] No egma, no riddle, no l'envoy, no salve in the mail |
| LLL IV.iii.287.1 | [Dumaine to Berowne, of breaking their oaths] Some salve for perjury |
| Sonn.120.12 | [] The humble salve which wounded bosoms fits |
| Sonn.34.7 | [] no man well of such a salve can speak / That heals the wound and cures not the disgrace |