King Lear by William Shakespeare

Act 1 - Scene 3

The Duke of Albany’s Palace.

Goneril : Did my father strike my gentleman for chiding of his fool?

Oswald : Ay, madam.

Goneril : By day and night, he wrongs me! Every hour [p]He flashes into one
gross crime or other [p]That sets us all at odds. I'll not endure
it. [p]His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us [p]On every
trifle. When he returns from hunting, [p]I will not speak with him.
Say I am sick. [p]If you come slack of former services, [p]You shall
do well; the fault of it I'll answer.

Oswald : He's coming, madam; I hear him.

Goneril : Put on what weary negligence you please, [p]You and your fellows. I'd
have it come to question. [p]If he distaste it, let him to our
sister, [p]Whose mind and mine I know in that are one, [p]Not to be
overrul'd. Idle old man, [p]That still would manage those
authorities [p]That he hath given away! Now, by my life, [p]Old fools
are babes again, and must be us'd [p]With checks as flatteries, when
they are seen abus'd. [p]Remember what I have said.

Oswald : Very well, madam.

Goneril : And let his knights have colder looks among you. [p]What grows of it,
no matter. Advise your fellows so. [p]I would breed from hence
occasions, and I shall, [p]That I may speak. I'll write straight to my
sister [p]To hold my very course. Prepare for dinner.

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