| Cym V.v.278 | [Pisanio to Cymbeline] By accident, / I had a feigned letter of my master's / Then in my pocket |
| Cym V.v.76 | [Lucius to Cymbeline] Consider, sir, the chance of war, the day / Was yours by accident |
| Oth IV.i.269 | [Lodovico to Iago, of Othello] Whose solid virtue / The shot of accident ... / Could neither graze nor pierce |
| Sonn.124.5 | [of love] it was builded far from accident [i.e. well away from fortune's uncertainties] |