Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
Love's Labour's Lost | LLL V.ii.393 | Sea-sick, I think, coming from Muscovy! | Sea-sicke I thinke comming from Muscouie. |
Romeo and Juliet | RJ V.iii.118 | The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark! | The dashing Rocks, thy Sea-sicke wearie Barke: |
The Winter's Tale | WT V.ii.116 | then took her to be – who began to be much sea-sick, | then tooke her to be) who began to be much Sea-sick, |