| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| All's Well That Ends Well | AW III.vi.34 | metal this counterfeit lump of ore will be melted, if you | mettle this counterfeyt lump of ours will be melted if you |
| Coriolanus | Cor II.iii.31 | parts melted away with rotten dews, the fourth would | parts melted away with rotten Dewes, the fourth would |
| Cymbeline | Cym I.iv.20 | Nay, followed him, till he had melted from | Nay, followed him, till he had melted from |
| Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.iv.117 | butter – pitiful-hearted Titan! – that melted at the sweet | Butter, pittifull hearted Titan that melted at the sweete |
| Henry V | H5 III.v.50 | Rush on his host, as doth the melted snow | Rush on his Hoast, as doth the melted Snow |
| King John | KJ II.i.477 | Lest zeal, now melted by the windy breath | Least zeale now melted by the windie breath |
| King John | KJ V.ii.47 | My heart hath melted at a lady's tears, | My heart hath melted at a Ladies teares, |
| Macbeth | Mac I.iii.81 | Melted, as breath into the wind. Would they had stayed! | Melted, as breath into the Winde. Would they had stay'd. |
| The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW II.i.63 | lust have melted him in his own grease. Did you ever | lust haue melted him in his owne greace: Did you euer |
| A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND IV.i.165 | Melted as the snow, seems to me now | (melted as the snow) / Seems to me now |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA IV.i.314 | is melted into curtsies, valour into compliment, and | is melted into cursies, valour into complement, and |
| Richard II | R2 V.ii.35 | The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, | The hearts of men, they must perforce haue melted, |
| Richard III | R3 IV.iii.7 | Melting with tenderness and mild compassion, | Melted with tendernesse, and milde compassion, |
| The Tempest | Tem IV.i.150 | Are melted into air, into thin air; | Are melted into Ayre, into thin Ayre, |
| Timon of Athens | Tim IV.iii.257 | In general riot, melted down thy youth | In generall Riot, melted downe thy youth |
| The Winter's Tale | WT III.iii.36 | She melted into air. Affrighted much, | She melted into Ayre. Affrighted much, |