My Last Duchess Video Summary

[@user-uc7xn2ct1u]

I'm a German studying English at university. I watched this video after reading the poem one time and damn I truly misunderstood the message so thank you for this video😂 I thought the duke was praising his late wife's joyful spirit. I'll have to read it again.

[@savita4135]

Same lol

[@ayushpandey5401]

Same i thought the dutchess was good with everyone is showing her generosity After watching this video i that good with everyone related to having affairs🥲🥲🥲

[@Kody_Halliday]

I thought it was about his wide whor*ing around! 😂

[@SOGxWisdom]

Same with me dude 😂

[@maybird5521]

I thought the same!

[@goldigit]

Whether one chooses to view the Duke as a cold-blooded murderer or opt for a restrained version is moot. Browning, in an interview, said there is the possibility that the Duke sent his last duchess to a convent. "All smiles stopped together" is ambiguous enough to allow for this. And though the lines "as if she were alive" and "there she stands, as if alive" imply a sinister outcome, they equally serve as proof of Fra Panfolf's considerable skills as a painter of lifelike portraits. There is no way of making a definitive judgement as to her fate without it being subjective. I believe, as do others, that Browning meant to keep her fate uncertain, to guarantee the longevity of the poem by instilling it with a level of intrigue. Is it clear that the Duke killed his former wife? No court of law would see the Duke convicted, not on the evidence submitted. This is why My Last Duchess is a masterpiece, not just because it's a perfectly confected work of literature, but because it teases our innate love of mystery and our need to find answers to everything. Browning was beyond brilliant.

[@ellasorchid]

Thank you! Really interesting and helpful :)

[@AyaanX-fe6pm]

Respect ++

[@SofiaLoveOmnist]

Greetings to One and All. Thank you most sincerely.

[@bakugokatsuki4386]

Beautiful!

[@youtok6977]

Thank you

[@Shivshakti_345]

What a voice 🎉 excellent

[@sjdbbbdbfd9721]

I'm from India 🇮🇳 nice poem 🥰

[@gouthamchand7000]

From kerala

[@mohebmedhat3425]

That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, now; Fra Pandolf’s hands Worked busily a day, and there she stands. Will’t please you sit and look at her? I said “Fra Pandolf” by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I) And seemed as they would ask me, if they durst, How such a glance came there; so, not the first Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, ’twas not Her husband’s presence only, called that spot Of joy into the Duchess’ cheek; perhaps Fra Pandolf chanced to say, “Her mantle laps Over my lady’s wrist too much,” or “Paint Must never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat.” Such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart-how shall I say?- too soon made glad, Too easily impressed; she liked whate’er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. Sir, ’twas all one! My favour at her breast, The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious fool Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule She rode with round the terrace-all and each Would draw from her alike the approving speech, Or blush, at least. She thanked men-good! but thanked Somehow-I know not how-as if she ranked My gift of a nine-hundred-years-old name With anybody’s gift. Who’d stoop to blame This sort of trifling? Even had you skill In speech-which I have not-to make your will Quite clear to such an one, and say, “Just this Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss, Or there exceed the mark”-and if she let Herself be lessoned so, nor plainly set Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse- E’en then would be some stooping; and I choose Never to stoop. 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. There she stands As if alive. Will’t please you rise? We’ll meet The company below, then. I repeat, The Count your master’s known munificence Is ample warrant that no just pretense Of mine for dowry will be disallowed; Though his fair daughter’s self, as I avowed At starting, is my object. Nay, we’ll go Together down, sir. Notice Neptune, though, Taming a sea-horse, thought a rarity, Which Claus of Innsbruck cast in bronze for me! By Robert Browning

[@abdelrahmanadel3637]

Wow! good job

[@michaelpitt2506]

Thanks for

[@Boggywompuhs]

Summarize Huckleberry Finn

[@jahnavi1004]

Why the Duke in this video kinda...? 🤭

[@winkydinkytoodlesnoot8141]

bye

[@arlosfork]

SO TRUE

[@bro-ken5709]

nah 😭

[@shambhavitiwari8567]

Ayo

[@Juicyjuc32]

TF😭😭

[@violetstyles470]

Nice one

[@tanujmathapati4272]

Hii😮