| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Antony and Cleopatra | AC I.ii.20 | No, you shall paint when you are old. | No, you shall paint when you are old. |
| Coriolanus | Cor V.iv.26 | I paint him in the character. Mark what mercy | I paint him in the Character. Mark what mercy |
| Hamlet | Ham V.i.190 | you to my lady's table and tell her, let her paint an inch | you to my Ladies Chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch |
| Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 II.iv.50 | Lest, bleeding, you do paint the white rose red, | Least bleeding, you doe paint the white Rose red, |
| King Edward III | E3 III.iii.82 | To paint thy vicious and deformed cause, | To painte thy vitious and deformed cause, |
| King John | KJ III.i.237 | With slaughter's pencil, where revenge did paint | With slaughters pencill; where reuenge did paint |
| King John | KJ IV.ii.11 | To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, | To gilde refined Gold, to paint the Lilly; |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.16.2 | Nay, never paint me now! | Nay, neuer paint me now, |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.886 | Do paint the meadows with delight, | Do paint the Medowes with delight. |
| Measure for Measure | MM III.ii.75 | Does Bridget paint still, Pompey, ha? | Do's Bridget paint still, Pompey? Ha? |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA III.ii.52 | Yea, or to paint himself? For the which, I hear | Yea, or to paint himselfe? for the which I heare |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA III.ii.98 | The word is too good to paint out her wickedness. | The word is too good to paint out her wickednesse, |
| The Taming of the Shrew | TS I.i.65 | And paint your face, and use you like a fool. | And paint your face, and vse you like a foole. |
| Timon of Athens | Tim IV.iii.60 | With man's blood paint the ground gules, gules. | With mans blood paint the ground Gules, Gules: |
| Timon of Athens | Tim IV.iii.149 | Paint till a horse may mire upon your face. | Paint till a horse may myre vpon your face: |
| Timon of Athens | Tim V.i.29 | Excellent workman! Thou canst not paint | Excellent Workeman, / Thou canst not paint |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC I.i.93 | When with your blood you daily paint her thus. | When with your bloud you daily paint her thus. |
| The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK III.v.151 | And here's something to paint your pole withal. | And heer's something to paint your Pole withall. |