She’s wearing a white cotton shift, which is hiked up over her thighs;
Margaret Atwood. The Handmaid's Tale (1986)
---
William's whore adjusted the screen for privacy, then pulled down the top of her shift, exposing her breasts.
Ken Follett. The Pillars of the Earth, p.449 (1990)
---
Cinna comes to me before dawn, gives me a simple shift to wear, and guides me to the roof.
Suzanne Collins. The Hunger Games, p.143 (2009)
---
[...] I saw distaffs lying here and there; whereupon I asked my guide what use they served. "To spin," he answered me; "when the good Enoch would relax his mind from meditation, he applies himself sometimes to dressing this Lady-distaff, sometimes to weaving the cloth from which they make Shifts for the eleven thousand Virgins.
Cyrano de Bergerac. A Voyage to the Moon
---
"[...] I’m asking myself,” he said, conversationally, “just why a whore abroad in her shift would be wearing her shoes? And quite fine ones, at that,” he added,
Diana Gabaldon. Outlander (1991)
---
Shift stuck between the cheeks behind.
James Joyce. Ulysses
---
No; without a gown, in a shift that was somewhat of the coarsest, and none of the cleanest, bedewed likewise with some odoriferous effluvia, the produce of the day's labour, with a pitchfork in her hand, Molly Seagrim approached.
Henry Fielding. The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling (1749)