My practices ride easy! I see the business. 204
Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit:
All with me 's meet that I can fashion fit. Exit.
Scene Three
[Duke of Albany's Palace]
Enter Goneril, and [Oswald her] Steward.
Gon. Did my father strike my gentleman for
chiding of his fool?
Osw. Ay, madam.
Gon. By day and night he wrongs me; every hour 4
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: 9
If you come slack of former services,
You shall do well; the fault of it I'll answer.
Osw. He's coming, madam; I hear him. 12
[Horns within.]
Gon. 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, 16
[Not to be over-rul'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 20
With checks as flatteries, when they are seen abus'd.]
Remember what I have said.
Osw. Well, madam.
204 practices: treacherous plots
14 question: discussion
17 Idle: foolish
21 abus'd; cf. n.
22 Well: like French 'bien'
