Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
King Lear | KL I.i.41 | Unburdened crawl toward death. Our son of Cornwall – | Vnburthen'd crawle toward death. Our son of Cornwal, |
A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND III.ii.444 | I can no further crawl, no further go. | I can no further crawle, no further goe; |