Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
All's Well That Ends Well | AW IV.i.74 | thy faith, for seventeen poniards are at thy bosom. | thy faith, for seuenteene ponyards are at thy bosome. |
As You Like It | AYL II.iii.71 | From seventeen years till now almost four score | From seauentie yeeres, till now almost fourescore |
As You Like It | AYL II.iii.73 | At seventeen years many their fortunes seek, | At seauenteene yeeres, many their fortunes seeke |
Coriolanus | Cor II.ii.98 | And in the brunt of seventeen battles since | And in the brunt of seuenteene Battailes since, |
The Merry Wives of Windsor | MW I.i.50 | able to overtake seventeen years old. It were a goot | able to ouertake seuenteene yeeres old. It were a goot |