| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.258 | Tickled with good success, disdains the shadow | tickled with good successe, disdaines the shadow |
| Cymbeline | Cym I.ii.16 | Can tickle where she wounds! My dearest husband, | Can tickle where she wounds? My deerest Husband, |
| Cymbeline | Cym IV.ii.210 | Thus smiling, as some fly had tickled slumber, | Thus smiling, as some Fly had tickled slumber, |
| Hamlet | Ham II.ii.324 | are tickle o'th' sere; and the lady shall say her mind | are tickled a'th' sere: and the Lady shall say her minde |
| Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.iv.302 | Yea, and to tickle our noses with spear-grass, | Yea, and to tickle our Noses with Spear-grasse, |
| Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.iv.391 | tickle-brain. | Tickle-braine. |
| Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.iv.433 | Nay, I'll tickle ye for a young prince, i'faith. | Nay, Ile tickle ye for a young Prince. |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 II.i.58 | I'll tickle your catastrophe! | Ile tucke your Catastrophe. |
| Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 I.i.214 | Stands on a tickle point now they are gone. | Stands on a tickle point, now they are gone: |
| Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 I.iii.148 | She's tickled now; her fume needs no spurs, | Shee's tickled now, her Fume needs no spurres, |
| Measure for Measure | MM I.ii.171 | I warrant it is, an thy head stands so tickle on thy | I warrant it is: And thy head stands so tickle on thy |
| The Merchant of Venice | MV III.i.59 | bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison | bleede? if you tickle vs, doe we not laugh? if you poison |
| A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND IV.i.25 | I am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me, I | I am such a tender asse, if my haire do but tickle me, I |
| Romeo and Juliet | RJ I.iv.36 | Tickle the senseless rushes with their heels. | Tickle the sencelesse rushes with their heeles: |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC I.ii.137 | tickled his chin – indeed, she has a marvellous white | tickled his chin, indeed shee has a maruel's white |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC III.i.117 | But tickles still the sore. | But tickles still the sore: |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC V.ii.57 | potato-finger, tickles these together! Fry, lechery, fry! | potato finger, tickles these together: frye lechery, frye. |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC V.ii.180 | He'll tickle it for his concupy. | Heele tickle it for his concupie. |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC V.viii.18 | And, stickler-like, the armies separates. | And stickler-like the Armies seperates |
| Twelfth Night | TN V.i.190 | if he had not been in drink, he would have tickled you | if he had not beene in drinke, hee would haue tickel'd you |
| The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK II.ii.28 | Let the plough play today; I'll tickle't out | Let the plough play to day, ile tick'lt out |
| The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK IV.i.137 | As twenty to dispatch; he'll tickle it up | As twenty to dispatch, hee'l tickl't up |