| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| All's Well That Ends Well | AW III.ii.112 | Whoever shoots at him, I set him there. | Who euer shoots at him, I set him there. |
| All's Well That Ends Well | AW V.iii.11.1 | And watched the time to shoot. | And watch'd the time to shoote. |
| Antony and Cleopatra | AC IV.ii.14 | 'Tis one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots | 'Tis one of those odde tricks which sorow shoots |
| As You Like It | AYL V.iv.104 | presentation of that he shoots his wit. | presentation of that he shoots his wit. |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.212.1 | Shouting their emulation. | Shooting their Emulation. |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.ix.49 | Here's many else have done, you shout me forth | here's many else haue done, / You shoot me forth |
| Coriolanus | Cor IV.vi.125.1 | Who did hoot him out o'th' city. | who did hoote / Him out o'th' Citty. |
| Coriolanus | Cor IV.vi.133 | Your stinking greasy caps in hooting | Your stinking, greasie Caps, in hooting |
| Coriolanus | Cor V.v.4 | Unshout the noise that banished Martius, | Vnshoot the noise that Banish'd Martius; |
| Hamlet | Ham V.ii.360 | That thou so many princes at a shot | That thou so many Princes, at a shoote, |
| Hamlet | Ham V.ii.397 | Go, bid the soldiers shoot. | Go, bid the Souldiers shoote. |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 III.ii.43 | dead! 'A shot a fine shoot. John o' Gaunt loved him well, | dead? hee shot a fine shoote. Iohn of Gaunt loued him well, |
| Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 I.iv.56 | Ready they were to shoot me to the heart. | Ready they were to shoot me to the heart. |
| Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 I.iv.70.1 | Here they shoot, and Salisbury and Gargrave fall | Here they shot, and Salisbury falls |
| Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 IV.vii.80 | That I in rage might shoot them at your faces! | That I in rage might shoot them at your faces. |
| Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 IV.i.104 | O that I were a god, to shoot forth thunder | O that I were a God, to shoot forth Thunder |
| Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 III.i.5 | I'll stay above the hill, so both may shoot. | Ile stay aboue the hill, so both may shoot. |
| Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 III.i.7 | Will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost. | Will scarre the Heard, and so my shoot is lost: |
| Julius Caesar | JC I.ii.242 | rabblement hooted, and clapped their chopped hands, | rabblement howted, and clapp'd their chopt hands, |
| Julius Caesar | JC I.iii.28 | Hooting and shrieking. When these prodigies | Howting, and shreeking. When these Prodigies |
| King Edward III | E3 I.ii.129 | Which shoots infected poison in my heart, | Which shoots infected poyson in my heart. |
| King John | KJ II.i.229 | They shoot but calm words folded up in smoke, | They shoote but calme words, folded vp in smoake, |
| King John | KJ II.i.414 | Austria and France shoot in each other's mouth. | Austria and France shoot in each others mouth. |
| King John | KJ V.vi.1 | Who's there? Speak, ho! Speak quickly, or I shoot. | Whose there? Speake hoa, speake quickely, or I shoote. |
| King Lear | KL II.iv.222 | I do not bid the thunder-bearer shoot, | I do not bid the Thunder-bearer shoote, |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL III.i.63.1 | I shoot thee at the swain. | I shoote thee at the Swaine. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.10 | A stand where you may make the fairest shoot. | A Stand where you may make the fairest shoote. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.11 | I thank my beauty, I am fair that shoot, | I thanke my beautie, I am faire that shoote, |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.12 | And thereupon thou speakest ‘ the fairest shoot.’ | And thereupon thou speak'st the fairest shoote. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.25 | And shooting well is then accounted ill. | And shooting well, is then accounted ill: |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.26 | Thus will I save my credit in the shoot: | Thus will I saue my credit in the shoote, |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.109.1 | Who is the suitor? Who is the suitor? | Who is the shooter? Who is the shooter? |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.115.1 | Well then, I am the shooter. | Well then, I am the shooter. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.135 | Indeed, 'a must shoot nearer, or he'll ne'er hit the clout. | Indeede a'must shoote nearer, or heele ne're hit the clout. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.137 | Then will she get the upshoot by cleaving the pin. | Then will shee get the vpshoot by cleauing the is in. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.150.1 | Shout within | Shoote within. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.ii.58 | Some say a sore, but not a sore till now made sore with shooting. | Some say a Sore, but not a sore, till now made sore with shooting. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.ii.60 | Or pricket, sore, or else sorel, the people fall a-hooting. | Or Pricket-sore, or else Sorell, the people fall a hooting. |
| Measure for Measure | MM IV.iii.16 | Master Shoe-tie the great traveller, and wild Half-can | M Shootie the great Traueller, and wilde Halfe-Canne |
| The Merchant of Venice | MV I.i.148 | To shoot another arrow that self way | To shoote another arrow that selfe way |
| The Merchant of Venice | MV I.i.149 | Which you did shoot the first, I do not doubt, | Which you did shoot the first, I do not doubt, |
| The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW III.ii.30 | cannon will shoot point-blank twelve score. He pieces | Canon will shoot point-blanke twelue score: hee peeces |
| A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND II.ii.6 | The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders | The clamorous Owle that nightly hoots and wonders |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA I.i.237 | If I do, hang me in a bottle like a cat, and shoot | If I do, hang me in a bottle like a Cat, & shoot |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA II.i.226 | at a mark, with a whole army shooting at me. She | at a marke, with a whole army shooting at me: shee |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA III.ii.11 | dare not shoot at him. He hath a heart as sound as a | dare not shoot at him, he hath a heart as sound as a |
| Richard II | R2 II.iv.19 | I see thy glory like a shooting star | I see thy Glory, like a shooting Starre, |
| The Tempest | Tem IV.i.100 | Swears he will shoot no more, but play with sparrows, | Swears he will shoote no more, but play with Sparrows, |
| Timon of Athens | Tim I.i.33 | This eye shoots forth! How big imagination | This eye shootes forth? How bigge imagination |
| Titus Andronicus | Tit IV.iii.58 | You were as good to shoot against the wind. | You were as good to shoote against the winde. |
| Titus Andronicus | Tit IV.iii.62 | Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into the court; | Kinsmen, shoot all your shafts into the Court, |
| Titus Andronicus | Tit IV.iii.64.1 | Now, masters, draw. (They shoot) | Now Maisters draw, |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC III.i.114 | Shoots buck and doe; | Shootes Bucke and Doe: |
| The Winter's Tale | WT I.ii.128 | Thou want'st a rough pash and the shoots that I have | Thou want'st a rough pash, & the shoots that I haue |
| The Winter's Tale | WT V.iii.116 | Were it but told you, should be hooted at | Were it but told you, should be hooted at |