| 2H4 III.i.20 | [King Henry IV alone, of sleep affecting a ship-boy] Wilt thou ... rock his brains / In cradle of the rude imperious surge |
| 2H4 III.i.27 | [King Henry IV alone, of sleep] give thy repose / To the wet sea-son in an hour so rude |
| Cym IV.ii.174 | [Belarius alone, of Arviragus and Guiderius] they are ... as rough, / (Their royal blood enchafed) as the rud'st wind |
| H8 III.ii.364 | [Wolsey alone, of his situation] to the mercy / Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me |
| KL IV.ii.30 | [Albany to Gonerill] the dust which the rude wind / Blows in your face |
| MND II.i.152 | [Oberon to Puck, of a mermaid] Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath / That the rude sea grew civil at her song |
| R2 III.ii.54 | [King Richard to Aumerle] Not all the water in the rough rude sea / Can wash the balm off from an anointed king |
| TN V.i.76 | [Antonio to Orsino, of Viola as Cesario] That most ingrateful boy ... / From the rude sea's enraged and foamy mouth / Did I redeem |
| TNK II.i.331 | [Palamon to his window] May rude wind never hurt thee |