KING LEAR [[THE FOLIO TEXT]]

Act 1 Scene 3

(Enter Goneril and Oswald, her steward)
l1l	Goneril	 Did my father strike my gentleman
l2l		For chiding of his fool?
	Oswald	Ay, madam.
l3l	Goneril	By day and night he wrongs me. Every hour
l4l		He flashes into one gross crime or other
l5l		That sets us all at odds. I’ll not endure it.
l6l		His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us
l7l		On every trifle. When he returns from hunting
l8l		I will not speak with him. Say I am sick.
l9l		If you come slack of former services
l10l		You shall do well# the fault of it I’ll answer.
		(Horns within)
l11l	Oswald	 He’s coming, madam. I hear him.
l12l	Goneril	Put on what weary negligence you please,
l13l		You and your fellows. I’d have it come to question.
l14l		If he distaste it, let him to my sister,
l15l		Whose mind and mine I know in that are one.
l16l		Remember what I have said.
	Oswald	Well, madam.
l17l	Goneril	And let his knights have colder looks among you.
l18l		What grows of it, no matter. Advise your fellows so.
l19l		I’ll write straight to my sister to hold my course.
l20l		Prepare for dinner.
		(Exeunt severally)