| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Coriolanus | Cor IV.v.196 | he might have boiled and eaten him too. | hee might haue boyld and eaten him too. |
| Cymbeline | Cym I.vii.125 | Which rottenness can lend Nature! Such boiled stuff | Which rottennesse can lend Nature. Such boyl'd stuffe |
| The Tempest | Tem V.i.60 | Now useless, boiled within thy skull. There stand, | (Now vselesse) boile within thy skull: there stand |
| Twelfth Night | TN II.v.3 | let me be boiled to death with melancholy. | let me be boyl'd to death with Melancholly. |
| The Winter's Tale | WT III.iii.62 | fighting. Hark you now: would any but these boiled | fighting, hearke you now: would any but these boylde- |