Humming

Kyoko went away, humming a song.

The town was humming with activity.

She sat on a bench, humming an old melody in a low voice.

I heard him humming in the shower.

Tom heard someone humming his favorite tune.

Someone's humming.

Who's humming?

I'm humming.

We're humming.

You're humming.

But at night crowds of visitors called at his cot, / For he told a right marvellous tale; / Yet a stronger attraction by chance he had got, / A barrel of old humming ale.

There are some contemporary additions to these scattered fragments from Shakespeare. Mostly they are songs; sometimes they are various screechings and hummings[…]