Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 II.iv.329 | where he doth nothing but roast maltworms. For the | where hee doth nothing but rost Mault-Wormes: for the |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 I.i.107 | Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the roast, | Suffolke, the new made Duke that rules the rost, |
Macbeth | Mac II.iii.14 | hose. Come in, tailor; here you may roast your goose. | Hose: Come in Taylor, here you may rost your Goose. |
Othello | Oth V.ii.277 | Blow me about in winds! Roast me in sulphur! | Blow me about in windes, roast me in Sulphure, |
Pericles | Per IV.ii.22 | Ay, she quickly pooped him; she made him roast | I, shee quickly poupt him, she made him roast- |
The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK II.ii.74 | He wrestle? He roast eggs! Come, let's be gone, lads. | He wrastle? he rost eggs. Come lets be gon Lads. |