| KJ III.iv.85 | [Constance to King Phillip, of Arthur] he will look as hollow as a ghost, / As dim and meagre as an ague's fit |
| Luc.1588 | [of Lucrece] These water-galls in her dim element / Foretell new storms to those already spent |
| Luc.403 | [] death's dim look in life's mortality |
| TNK I.i.9 | [Boy singing] With harebells dim |
| WT IV.iv.120 | [Perdita as if to Proserpina] violets, dim, / But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes |