| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Hamlet | Ham III.ii.252 | not. Let the galled jade wince. Our withers are unwrung. | not: let the gall'd iade winch: our withers are vnrung. |
| Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.i.6 | few flocks in the point; poor jade is wrung in the withers | few Flockes in the point: the poore Iade is wrung in the withers, |
| King Edward III | E3 II.i.391 | The sun that withers hay doth nourish grass: | The Sunne that withersheye goth nourish grasse, |