| MA III.i.35 | [Hero to Ursula, of Beatrice] I know her spirits are as coy and wild / As haggards of the rock |
| TG I.i.30 | [Valentine to Proteus] [it boots thee not] To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans; / Coy looks, with heart-sore sighs |
| TG III.i.82 | [Duke to Valentine, of Silvia] There is a lady of Verona here / Whom I affect; but she is nice, and coy |
| TNK V.ii.61 | [Gaoler's Daughter to Gaoler, of Palamon's horse] he is like his master, coy and scornful |
| TS II.i.237 | [Petruchio to Katherina] 'Twas told me you were rough, and coy, and sullen |
| Ven.96 | [Venus to Adonis] 'Tis but a kiss I beg; why art thou coy? |