Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
As You Like It | AYL V.iv.190 | I am for other than for dancing measures. | I am for other, then for dancing meazures. |
Cymbeline | Cym II.ii.22 | Under these windows, white and azure laced | Vnder these windowes, White and Azure lac'd |
Cymbeline | Cym IV.ii.222 | The azured harebell, like thy veins: no, nor | The azur'd Hare-Bell, like thy Veines: no, nor |
King Edward III | E3 IV.v.115 | Doth hide his high head in her azure bosom, | Doth hide his high head in her azure bosome, |
Measure for Measure | MM V.i.13 | And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand, | And razure of obliuion: Giue we your hand |
The Tempest | Tem V.i.43 | And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault | And twixt the greene Sea, and the azur'd vault |