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Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat.

      — Romeo and Juliet, Act III Scene 1

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KEYWORD: noise

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1

Othello
[II, 1]

Cassio

823

What noise?

2

Othello
[II, 3]

Iago

1277

Not I, for this fair island:
I do love Cassio well; and would do much
To cure him of this evil—But, hark! what noise?

3

Othello
[III, 1]

Clown

1557

Marry. sir, by many a wind-instrument that I know.
But, masters, here's money for you: and the general
so likes your music, that he desires you, for love's
sake, to make no more noise with it.

4

Othello
[V, 1]

Iago

3195

Who's there? whose noise is this that ones on murder?

5

Othello
[V, 2]

Othello

3406

What noise is this? Not dead? not yet quite dead?
I that am cruel am yet merciful;
I would not have thee linger in thy pain: So, so.

6

Othello
[V, 2]

Othello

3412

Yes: 'tis Emilia. By and by. She's dead.
'Tis like she comes to speak of Cassio's death.—
The noise was here. Ha! no more moving?
Still as the grave. Shall she come in? were't good?—
I think she stirs again:—no. What's best to do?
If she come in, she'll sure speak to my wife:
My wife! my wife! what wife? I have no wife.
O insupportable! O heavy hour!
Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse
Of sun and moon, and that the affrighted globe
Should yawn at alteration.

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