"... Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt,
Whene’er I passed her; but who passed without
Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands;
Then all smiles stopped together..."
I found Robert Browning's "My Last Duchess" to be an enticing poem, as it engages its readers on a number of levels - on a psychological and historical level among many. Quite noticeably on a psychological level because we only get the duke's thoughts. We have to piece together the story ourselves. The author forces its readers to become involved with the poem, so we can get a clear understanding of it, which makes it all the more fun.
The most fascinating element of the poem is the duke character, who is also the speaker. He lures his readers with his charming qualities and wonderful use of language. However, he has a monstrous side and an excessive demand for control. The biggest example of this is when duke has his wife murdered because she couldn't save her flirtatious glances for the him. "... I gave commands; then all smiles stopped together..." This is an interesting choice of words to describe the death of the duchess. It's not quite as dark as one expect it would be. It's as if the duke is trying to avoid the truth.
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