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What is your favorite part of the play??? November 19, 2011 12:00 AM | Tagged as quotes, relationships, womens rights

So...What is Your Favorite Part of the Play,

"The Taming of the Shrew"? 

So you have read my opinion about this play, and read some of my favorite quotes.  What about your favorite parts, quotes, scenes or character?  Have you answered the poll question to the left of the post?  I really would love to hear from my readers to see what your opinion of this play is. 

Until then, here is my final favorite quote.  It is from Kate's big lecture near the end of the play.  This is the part that many "modern" women have a problem with.  It seams that Kate is becoming a kind of slave to Petruchio.  But I maintain, that she is teaching us that in any relationship, each person needs to puts the needs of the other above their own, and if both sides do this, you will have a VERY sucessful relationship. I still think they were BOTH tamed, not just Katerine.

I tried to shorten it because it is long, but it is such a great scene in the play, I just couldn't leave any of it out.  Enjoy!!!! 

 

Taming of the Shrew Act 5 sc. 2

Fie, fie! unknit that threatening 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 labour 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 soft conditions and our hearts
Should well agree with our external parts?
Come, come, you froward and unable worms!
My mind hath been as big as one of yours,
My heart as great, my reason haply more,
To bandy word for word and frown for frown;
But now I see our lances are but straws,
Our strength as weak, our weakness past compare,
That seeming to be most which we indeed least are.
Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot,
And place your hands below your husband's foot:
In token of which duty, if he please,
My hand is ready; may it do him ease.