| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Love's Labour's Lost | LLL IV.i.144 | When it comes so smoothly off, so obscenely as it were, so fit. | When it comes so smoothly off, so obscenely, as it were, so fit. |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA V.ii.33 | whose names yet run smoothly in the even road of a | whose name yet runne smoothly in the euen rode of a |