| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| As You Like It | AYL II.vii.155 | In fair round belly, with good capon lined, | In faire round belly, with good Capon lin'd, |
| As You Like It | AYL III.ii.197 | So you may put a man in your belly. | So you may put a man in your belly. |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.95 | Rebelled against the belly, thus accused it: | Rebell'd against the Belly; thus accus'd it: |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.103 | Of the whole body. The belly answered – | Of the whole body, the Belly answer'd. |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.104 | Well, sir, what answer made the belly? | Well sir, what answer made the Belly. |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.107 | For look you, I may make the belly smile | For looke you I may make the belly Smile, |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.119 | Should by the cormorant belly be restrained | Should by the Cormorant belly be restrain'd, |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.122.1 | What could the belly answer? | What could the Belly answer? |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.126 | Your most grave belly was deliberate, | Your most graue Belly was deliberate, |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.139 | You, my good friends, this says the belly, mark me – | (You my good Friends, this sayes the Belly) marke me. |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.i.146 | The senators of Rome are this good belly, | The Senators of Rome, are this good Belly, |
| Cymbeline | Cym II.i.20 | every Jack-slave hath his bellyful of fighting, and I | euery Iacke-Slaue hath his belly full of Fighting, and I |
| Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.iv.441 | pudding in his belly, that reverend Vice, that grey Iniquity, | Pudding in his Belly, that reuerend Vice, that grey iniquitie, |
| Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 III.iii.48 | 'Sblood, I would my face were in your belly! | I would my Face were in your Belly. |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 I.ii.148 | fellow with the great belly, and he my dog. | Fellow with the great belly, and he my Dogge. |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 I.ii.184 | an increasing belly? Is not your voice broken, your wind | an incresing belly? Is not your voice broken? your winde |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 I.ii.190 | round belly. For my voice, I have lost it with hallooing, | round belly. For my voice, I haue lost it with hallowing |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 II.i.73 | put all my substance into that fat belly of his – but I | put all my substance into that fat belly of his: but I |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 II.iv.206 | a shrewd thrust at your belly. | made a shrewd Thrust at your Belly. |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 IV.iii.18 | I have a whole school of tongues in this belly | I haue a whole Schoole of tongues in this belly |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 IV.iii.20 | word but my name. An I had but a belly of any | word but my name: and I had but a belly of any |
| Henry V | H5 IV.viii.63 | mettle enough in his belly. Hold, there is twelve pence | mettell enough in his belly: Hold, there is twelue-pence |
| Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 II.iii.20 | So, underneath the belly of their steeds, | So vnderneath the belly of their Steeds, |
| King Edward III | E3 III.iii.155 | For what's this Edward but a belly god , | For whats this Edward but a belly god, |
| King Lear | KL III.ii.14 | Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! Spout, rain! | Rumble thy belly full: spit Fire, spowt Raine: |
| King Lear | KL III.vi.30 | nightingale. Hoppedance cries in Tom's belly for two | |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.674 | in her belly already. 'Tis yours. | in her belly alreadie: tis yours. |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.688 | Ay, if 'a have no more man's blood in his belly | I, if a'haue no more mans blood in's belly, |
| Measure for Measure | MM IV.iii.153 | head fill my belly; one fruitful meal would set me to't. | head fill my belly. One fruitful Meale would set mee too't: |
| The Merchant of Venice | MV III.v.35 | Negro's belly. The Moor is with child by you, | Negroes bellie: the Moore is with childe by you |
| The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW I.iii.57 | sometimes my portly belly. | sometimes my portly belly. |
| The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW II.i.60 | with so many tuns of oil in his belly, ashore at Windsor? | (with so many Tuns of oyle in his belly) a'shoare at Windsor? |
| The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW III.v.34 | was thrown into the ford. I have my belly full of ford. | was thrown into the Ford; I haue my belly full of Ford. |
| The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW V.v.139 | Seese is not good to give putter. Your belly is all | Seese is not good to giue putter; your belly is al |
| Pericles | Per II.i.40 | me too, and when I had been in his belly I would have | mee too, / And when I had been in his belly, I would haue |
| The Taming of the Shrew | TS IV.i.7 | heart in my belly, ere I should come by a fire to thaw me. | heart in my belly, ere l should come by a fire to thaw me, |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC I.ii.260 | Upon my back to defend my belly; upon my | Vpon my backe, to defend my belly; vpon my |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC II.i.72 | Ajax, who wears his wit in his belly, and his guts in his | Aiax who wears his wit in his belly, and his guttes in his |
| The Winter's Tale | WT I.ii.204 | No barricado for a belly. Know't: | No Barricado for a Belly. Know't, |