Regan Monologue from King Lear

From King Lear by William Shakespeare

female · defiant · 1:04 min

I pray you, sir, take patience. I have hope You less know how to value her desert Than she to scant her duty. (LEAR: Say, how is that?) I cannot think my sister in the least Would fail her obligation. If, sir, perchance She have restrain’d the riots of your followers, ’Tis on such ground, and to such wholesome end, As clears her from all blame. (LEAR: My curses on her.) O, sir, you are old; Nature in you stands on the very verge Of her confine: you should be rul’d and led By some discretion, that discerns your state Better than you yourself. Therefore I pray you, That to our sister you do make return; Say you have wrong’d her, sir.

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