| 2H6 III.i.311 | [Cardinal to York] Th'uncivil kerns of Ireland are in arms / And temper clay with blood of Englishmen |
| KL I.iv.301 | [Lear as if to his eyes] I'll ... cast you with the waters that you loose / To temper clay |
| Tit V.ii.198 | [Titus to Lavinia, of Chiron's and Demetrius' blood] Let me go grind their bones to powder small, / And with this hateful liquor temper it |