While Europe's eye is fix'd on mighty things,The fate of empires and the fall of kings;While quacks of State must each produce his plan,And even children lisp the Rights of Man;Amid this mighty fuss just let me mention,The Rights of Woman merit some attention.
I know him a notorious liar, Think him a great way fool, solely a coward; Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him, That they take place, when virtue's steely bones Look bleak i' the cold wind.william shakespeare
'Tis thus the mercury of man is fix'd, Strong grows the virtue with his nature mix'd.Alexander Pope
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.john milton
Eagle of flowers! I see thee stand, And on the sun's noon-glory gaze; With eye like his, thy lids expand, And fringe their disk with golden rays: Though fix'd on earth, in darkness rooted there, Light is thy element, thy dwelling air, Thy prospect heaven.james montgomery
I could be well moved if I were as you; If I could pray to move, prayers would move me; But I am constant as the northern star, Of whose true fix'd and resting quality There is no fellow in the firmament.william shakespeare
Virgil loved rural ease, and, far from harm, Maecenas fix'd him in a neat, snug farm, Where he might free from trouble pass his days In his own way, and pay his rent in praise.
The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other’s watch. Fire answers fire, and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other’s umber'd face: Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night’s dull ear; and from the tents, The armourers, accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.
Arms and the Man I sing, the first who bore His course to Latium from the Trojan shore; By fate expell'd, on land and ocean tost, Before he reach'd the fair Lavinian coast: Doom'd by the Gods a length of wars to wage, And urg'd by Juno's unrelenting rage; Ere the brave hero rais'd, in these abodes, His destin'd walls, and fix'd his wand'ring gods. Hence the fam'd Latian line, and senates come, And the proud triumphs, and the tow'rs of Rome.
So let him stand, through ages yet unborn, fix'd statue on the pedestal of Scorn.lord byron
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