King Lear
Act I, Scene 3
The Duke of Albany’s palace.
- Enter Goneril and Steward Oswald.
 
Goneril
1- Did my father strike my gentleman for chiding of his Fool?
 
Oswald
2- Ay, madam.
 
Goneril
3 - 10- By day and night he wrongs me, every hour
 - He flashes into one gross crime or other
 - That sets us all at odds. I’ll not endure it.
 - His knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us
 - On every trifle. When he returns from hunting,
 - I will not speak with him; say I am sick.
 - If you come slack of former services,
 - You shall do well; the fault of it I’ll answer.
 
- Horns within.
 
Oswald
11- He’s coming, madam, I hear him.
 
Goneril
12 - 21- Put on what weary negligence you please,
 - You and your fellows; I’d have it come to question.
 - If he distaste it, let him to my sister,
 - Whose mind and mine I know in that are one,
 - Not to be overrul’d. Idle old man,
 - That still would manage those authorities
 - That he hath given away! Now by my life
 - Old fools are babes again, and must be us’d
 - With checks as flatteries, when they are seen abus’d.
 - Remember what I have said.
 
Oswald
22- Well, madam.
 
Goneril
23 - 27- And let his knights have colder looks among you;
 - What grows of it, no matter. Advise your fellows so.
 - I would breed from hence occasions, and I shall,
 - That I may speak. I’ll write straight to my sister
 - To hold my very course. Prepare for dinner.
 
- Exeunt.
 


 
  
