| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| King Edward III | E3 III.iv.74 | Enter Prince Edward in triumph, bearing in his hand his shivered lance, and the body of the King of Bohemia borne before, wrapped in the colours. They run and embrace him | Enter Prince Edward in tryumph, bearing in his hande his shiuered Launce, and the King of Boheme, borne before, wrapt in the Coullours: They runne and imbrace him. |
| King Lear | KL IV.vi.51 | Thou'dst shivered like an egg; but thou dost breathe, | Thou'dst shiuer'd like an Egge: but thou do'st breath: |