One of the joys of poetry in all its varied forms is the way it can provide us with something that seems really right as a response to something met in our lives, whether in the personal or the general sense. I have used poetry to make a point to my local MP in the past and this comment follows that line - as the following...recently read in C. Day Lewis's poem "You that love England, who have an ear for her music"...strikes a chord in me about the state of our "political machine" and its effects on others.
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"You above all who have come to the far end, victims
Of a run-down machine, who can bear it no longer;
Whether in easy chairs chafing at impotence
Or against hunger, bullies and spies preserving
The nerve for action, the spark of indignation -
Need fight in the dark no more, you know your enemies.
You shall be leaders when zero hour is signalled,
Wielders of power and welders of a new world".
.................................................... There must be numerous instances when we as individuals have come across lines that connect to something we feel strongly about - at intimate level or in the wider sense - and give thanks that they can speak for us in comfort, hope, or even expectation at a given moment in our lives.
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It's said that Keats burst into tears on hearing the phrase "the sea-shouldering whale" from Spenser's Faerie Queen. I confess it doesn't do it for me.
But I give away my generation and age when I cite Bob Dylan's
"Yes, to dance beneath a diamond sky
With one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands..."
when contemporaneous were lyrics like "Do Wa Diddy Diddy Dum Diddy Do" (although I do like Manfred Mann).
It was a first meaningful glimpse for me into the pictorial world of words.

A girl I saw in 1967

O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!

Personally I love the sea-shouldering whale - tho technically speaking I'm not sure if whales have shoulders - well, they are mammals so maybe they do.... And maybe he just burst into tears because he wished he'd thought of it!

We are so fortunate insofar that we have so much since Keats and his "sea-shouldering whale" to call upon. J.C.'s experience with Bob Dylan finds me reaching into my own younger memory for...
"I took a trip on a train and I thought about you,
I passed a shadowy lane and I thought about you..." from "I Thought About You" - (found on THE LP of my youth "Songs For Swinging Lovers") when I was to-ing and fro-ing in my teens to the Smoke as I tried to find my own life and a career while my parents grew older and further away from me. The pain of those youthful partings is still very much tied in with that song.

G.S. - she certainly made an impression!! As do the lines you
choose.