| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| As You Like It | AYL II.i.25.1 | Have their round haunches gored. | Haue their round hanches goard. |
| Hamlet | Ham II.ii.460 | And thus o'ersized with coagulate gore, | And thus o're-sized with coagulate gore, |
| Hamlet | Ham V.ii.244 | To keep my name ungored. But till that time | To keepe my name vngorg'd. But till that time, |
| Henry V | H5 IV.i.160 | the wars their bulwark, that have before gored the | the Warres their Bulwarke, that haue before gored the |
| Henry V | H5 IV.vi.12 | Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteeped, | Comes to him, where in gore he lay insteeped, |
| Henry V | H5 IV.vii.77 | Fret fetlock-deep in gore, and with wild rage | Fret fet-locke deepe in gore, and with wilde rage |
| Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 III.iii.55 | Should grieve thee more than streams of foreign gore. | Should grieue thee more then streames of forraine gore. |
| King Edward III | E3 III.i.162 | With streaming gore that from the maimed fell | With streaming gore that from the maymed fell, |
| King Lear | KL V.iii.318 | Rule in this realm, and the gored state sustain. | Rule in this Realme, and the gor'd state sustaine. |
| Macbeth | Mac II.iii.113 | Unmannerly breeched with gore. Who could refrain, | Vnmannerly breech'd with gore: who could refraine, |
| A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND V.i.331 | Lay them in gore, | Lay them in gore, |
| Richard II | R2 I.iii.60 | For me, if I be gored with Mowbray's spear! | For me, if I be gor'd with Mowbrayes speare: |
| Romeo and Juliet | RJ III.ii.56 | All in gore-blood. I swounded at the sight. | All in gore blood, I sounded at the sight- |
| Timon of Athens | Tim III.v.85 | Why, let the war receive't in valiant gore, | Why let the Warre receiue't in valiant gore, |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC I.i.114 | Paris is gored with Menelaus' horn. | Paris is gor'd with Menelaus horne. |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC III.iii.228.1 | My fame is shrewdly gored. | My fame is shrowdly gored. |
| Twelfth Night | TN II.v.105 | With bloodless stroke my heart doth gore; | With bloodlesse stroke my heart doth gore, |