But I am constant as the northern star,
Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality
There is no fellow in the firmament.
The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks,
They are all fire and every one doth shine,
But there's but one in all doth hold his place:
So in the world; 'tis furnish'd well with men,
And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive;
Yet in the number I do know but one
That unassailable holds on his rank,
Unshaked of motion: and that I am he,
Beta Ursae Minoris, also known as Kochab.
There's something very distressing about discovering that the great symbol of constancy used by everybody from Shakespeare to Joni Mitchell** is, in fact, inconstant. I imagine it also means that Gordon Brown will resign in 26,000 years' time.
The cabinet meeting went well*Think before commenting.
**Just before our love got lost you said
'I am as constant as the northern star.'
And I said, 'Constantly in the darkness?
Where's that at?
If you want me, I'll be in the bar.'
- A Case Of You