King Lear: Act 1, Scene 3

    tragedy

    The Duke of Albany's palace.

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    Enter GONERIL, and OSWALD, her steward
    GONERIL
    Did my father strike my gentleman for chiding of his fool?
    OSWALD
    Yes, madam.
    GONERIL
    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.
    OSWALD
    He's coming, madam; I hear him.
    Horns within
    GONERIL
    Put on what weary negligence you please,
    You and your fellows; I'll have it come to question:
    If he dislike it, let him to our sister,
    Whose mind and mine, I know, in that are one,
    Not to be over-ruled. 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 used
    With cheques as flatteries,--when they are seen abused.
    Remember what I tell you.
    OSWALD
    Well, madam.
    GONERIL
    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