Katherine/Kat fall in love with Petruchio/Patrick but fight against these feelings as they see it as going against their own beliefs. They are almost willing to live without the happiness of the relationship just to stick to their own rigid beliefs. Neither woman sees a way to follow her heart and her ideals at the same time. IS THERE SOMETHING IN THE TEXT THAT WOULD SHOW THIS? In the end the heart wins out and the women do find that they are with a man that loves and respects their own sense of independance. IS THERE SOMETHING IN THE TEXT THAT WOULD SHOW THIS? Of course, to simply reproduce the exact same story, the exact same way does not allow for creative expression, updating for the current times and audience or freedom from plagiarism, …show more content…
“Fie, fie! Unknit that threat'ning unkind brow/ And dart not scornful glances from those eyes/ To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor./ It blots thy beauty as frosts do bite the meads,/ Confounds thy fame as whirlwinds shake fair buds,/ And in no sense is meet or amiable./ A woman moved is like a fountain troubled,/ Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty,/ And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty/ Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it./ Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,/ Thy head, thy sovereign, one that cares for thee,/ And for thy maintenance commits his body/ To painful labor both by sea and land,/ To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,/ Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe,/ And craves no other tribute at thy hands/ But love, fair looks and true obedience—/ Too little payment for so great a debt./ Such duty as the subject owes the prince,/ Even such a woman oweth to her husband./ And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour,/ And not obedient to his honest will,/ What is she but a foul contending rebel/ And graceless traitor to her loving lord?/ I am ashamed that women are so simple/ To offer war where they should kneel for peace;/ Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway/ When they are bound to serve, love, and obey./ Why are our bodies soft and weak and smooth,/ Unapt to toil and trouble in the world,/ But that our