The Taming of a Shrew is the alternate ending for The Taming of the Shrew. They both have similar concepts‚ but we find the major difference in Kate’s speech at the end. The ending of both plays bring about a satisfying feeling that a shrew‚ even so bad as Kate‚ could be tamed. She realises the faults of her ways and goes on to explain‚ differently in both‚ why women should be tamed. In the original The Taming of the Shrew‚ “Katherine explains the relationship of husband and wife by analogy to
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about a dozen(maybe even more!) houses lined up perfectly one by one next to each other. I can hear cars speeding by‚ birds chirping‚ dogs barking‚ people talking‚ people laughing. I can smell fresh air with grass sprinkled in morning dew.
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The forest trees were like long brown sticks of cinnamon cloaking the running kid’s vision of view. Swish went the grass and the fallen leaves of the cinnamon sticks. Violent harps and heaving breaths shattered the silence of the sinking forest‚ the trees fluttered depressingly behind them. The two finally reached an endpoint into a vast‚ snowy field of nothingness surrounded by lengthy trees. A droopy brown stony house stood in the middle. Zach slowed down‚ taken back with an extreme rush of nostalgia
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neatly back. With eyebrows that matched his hair and light blue eyes‚ he could not have looked more Aryan. He wore a dark suit and tie with a white shirt. The soldier told Marcel to wait‚ he approached the young man and they spoke in a whisper. After a short conversation‚ they walked over to Marcel‚ Saban‚ and Elisaveta. The soldier stood a few paces back with a clear view and his machine gun ready as the young man spoke. “The commandant is not here. I am Karl the Gestapo agent in charge. What is it you
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guilt hanging over our heads. Alexandra was the constant reminder of his guilt.” She wanted to write him a letter that night‚ immediately. She took the paper to her desk‚ and wrote‚ ‘The days of the Blackmail are over. The sound of the chirping birds are heard in the land again.” She never realized how much it had weighed on her. Now she could see it. Not the money as he well knew‚ she didn’t care about the money‚ and anyway the amount had become smaller lately‚ and Alexandra had never complained
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Kerplunk! A rain drop slipped from the crack in the ceiling and fell onto Bart’s forehead. He heard the school children whooping outside his window and Gus shuffling around at the foot of the bed. It was time for the day to begin. Bart wondered what he would see today. He walked carefully down the creaky wooden steps‚ grasping the handrail tightly. The scent of fresh biscuts drifted into the kitchen; Bart felt his stomach rumble. He hoped Mrs. Gilliard saved a few for him. He grabbed
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fail her. "Um‚" she tried to remember where exactly she would have been before she realized the point of view that would have made the most sense. "Here‚ I think‚" she stopped him at camera three. And no doubt‚ with a little rewind‚ it showed from a birds eye view of his young soon to be wife happily taking out Duke and from the corner of their wooded area‚ someone had appeared and snapped the photo‚ foolishly not removing the flash. The shadow could be enhanced to reveal a man’s face. Though blurry
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One certain day the rock god Balboa was talking to his daughter Kina about doing her job as the god of insects‚ but she and yelled to her father "I wish you weren’t my father." wouldn’t listen and stormed off. When she was in a quick pace she looks back behind her and sees the huge Jagged Mountain that her father made thousand of years ago. She suddenly trips on a piece of coal and screams "could this day get any better!" she stays in her fast pace and she heard foot steps behind her and whimpered
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Four laps in‚ Karishma was definitely feeling the burn. She couldn’t breathe; it felt like her lungs had been filled with lead. She slowed to an awkward walk-jog behind the shack‚ whenever she was out of the professor’s line of sight‚ but even that wasn’t enough to heal the stitch in her side. It wasn’t that she was obese‚ because she wasn’t‚ but she certainly had some pudge that made the whole task arduous. Her PE teacher had once told her that she would regret cutting so many corners in his class
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"...this is what you are‚ this is all you’ve ever been. A toy for me to use whenever and however I see fit." He shook his head‚ he wanted to cry out ’no! No! Don’t make me watch this please! Please! Not this‚ anything but this...’He wanted to back away‚ but his feet wouldn’t move. His hand clasped over his mouth and tears welled in his eyes ’please don’t make me watch me rape him...please...’ He wasn’t sure what he was begging‚ God maybe‚ but God didn’t answer‚ God didn’t even hear. “Please‚
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