| Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
| Coriolanus | Cor I.ix.63 | With all th' applause and clamour of the host, | With all th' applause and Clamor of the Hoast, |
| Hamlet | Ham II.ii.513 | The instant burst of clamour that she made, | The instant Burst of Clamour that she made |
| Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 III.i.24 | With deafing clamour in the slippery clouds, | With deaff'ning Clamors in the slipp'ry Clouds, |
| Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 III.ii.239 | Why, what tumultuous clamour have we here? | Why what tumultuous clamor haue we here? |
| King Edward III | E3 IV.v.19 | A clamour of ravens | A clamor of rauens |
| King John | KJ V.ii.168 | An echo with the clamour of thy drum, | An eccho with the clamor of thy drumme, |
| King Lear | KL I.i.165 | Or whilst I can vent clamour from my throat | Or whil'st I can vent clamour from my throate, |
| King Lear | KL IV.iii.31 | And clamour moistened; then away she started | |
| King Lear | KL V.iii.206 | Whilst I was big in clamour, came there in a man, | |
| Macbeth | Mac I.vii.78 | As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar | As we shall make our Griefes and Clamor rore, |
| Much Ado About Nothing | MA V.ii.74 | Question – why, an hour in clamour and a | Question, why an hower in clamour and a |
| Othello | Oth II.iii.225 | Lest by his clamour – as it so fell out – | Least by hisclamour (as it so fell out) |
| Richard II | R2 I.i.49 | The bitter clamour of two eager tongues, | The bitter clamour of two eager tongues, |
| The Taming of the Shrew | TS IV.i.193 | And with the clamour keep her still awake. | And with the clamor keepe her stil awake: |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC II.ii.107 | Add to my clamour! Let us pay betimes | Adde to my clamour: let vs pay betimes |
| Troilus and Cressida | TC V.ii.177 | Shall dizzy with more clamour Neptune's ear | Shall dizzie with more clamour Neptunes eare |
| The Two Noble Kinsmen | TNK V.iii.77.2 | This burst of clamour | This burst of clamour |
| The Winter's Tale | WT I.ii.189 | Will hiss me to my grave. Contempt and clamour | Will hisse me to my Graue: Contempt and Clamor |
| The Winter's Tale | WT III.iii.55 | The heavens so dim by day. – A savage clamour! | The heauens so dim, by day. A sauage clamor? |
| The Winter's Tale | WT IV.iv.247 | whisp'ring. Clamour your tongues, and not a word more. | whispring: clamor your tongues, and not a word more. |