| 2H6 IV.iv.16 | [Queen to herself, of dead Suffolk] Ruled like a wandering planet over me |
| Ham V.i.252 | [Hamlet to all] What is he whose grief ... / Conjures the wandering stars |
| MND IV.i.97 | [Oberon to Titania] We the globe can compass soon, / Swifter than the wandering moon |