| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Cymbeline | Cym IV.ii.220 | I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack | Ile sweeten thy sad graue: thou shalt not lacke |
| Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 II.iv.21 | to sweeten which name of Ned I give thee this pennyworth | to sweeten which name of Ned, I giue thee this peniworth |
| Henry V | H5 II.iv.122 | Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his majesty, | Sweeten the bitter Mock you sent his Maiestie; |
| King Lear | KL IV.vi.131 | sweeten my imagination. There's money for | sweeten my immagination: There's money for |
| Macbeth | Mac V.i.49 | of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh! Oh! Oh! | of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh. |
| Romeo and Juliet | RJ II.vi.26 | To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath | To blason it, then sweeten with thy breath |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC IV.iv.85 | Nor heel the high lavolt, nor sweeten talk, | Nor heele the high Lauolt; nor sweeten talke; |
| The Winter's Tale | WT II.i.156 | There's not a grain of it the face to sweeten | There's not a graine of it, the face to sweeten |