Gon. Do you marke that?
Alb. I cannot be so partiall Gonerill,
To the great loue I beare you
Gon. Pray you content. What Oswald, hoa?
You Sir, more Knaue then Foole, after your Master
Foole. Nunkle Lear, Nunkle Lear,
Tarry, take the Foole with thee:
A Fox, when one has caught her,
And such a Daughter,
Should sure to the Slaughter,
If my Cap would buy a Halter,
So the Foole followes after.