Still govern thou my song,

Urania, and fit audience find, though few.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book vii. Line 30.

A dish fit for the gods.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Julius Caesar. Act ii. Sc. 1.

A charge to keep I have,

A God to glorify;

A never dying soul to save,

And fit it for the sky.

Charles Wesley: Christian Fidelity.

The most senseless and fit man.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 3.

The fit's upon me now!

Come quickly, gentle lady;

The fit's upon me now.

Beaumont And Fletcher: Wit Without Money. Act v. Sc. 4.

Some say, compar'd to Bononcini,

That Mynheer Handel's but a ninny;

Others aver that he to Handel

Is scarcely fit to hold a candle.

Strange all this difference should be

'Twixt Tweedledum and Tweedledee.

John Byrom (1691-1763): On the Feuds between Handel and Bononcini.