George Canning Quotes

But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend!

Indecision and delays are the parents of failure.

When our perils are past, shall our gratitude sleep?

Whene'er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I'm rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U- Niversity of Gottingen.

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

A steady patriot of the world alone, The friend of every country but his own.

I can prove anything by statistics except the truth.

There is nothing I know of so sublime as a fact.

Away with the cant of 'Measures not men!'-the idle supposition that it is the harness and not the horses that draw the chariot along.

In matters of commerce the fault of the Dutch Is offering too little and asking too much. The French are with equal advantage content, So we clap on Dutch bottoms just twenty per cent.

Man, only - rash, refined, presumptuous man, Starts from his rank, and mars creation's plan.

I called the New World into existence, to redress the balance of the Old.

If hush'd the loud whirlwind that ruffled the deep, The sky if no longer dark tempests deform; When our perils are past shall our gratitude sleep? No! Here's to the pilot that weather'd the storm!

So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides The Derby dilly, carrying three INSIDES.

Give me the avowed the erect and manly foe Bold I can meet perhaps may turn the blow But of all plagues good Heaven thy wrath can send Save oh save me from the candid friend!

Give me the avowed the erect and manly foe Bold I can meet perhaps may turn the blow But of all plagues good Heaven thy wrath can send Save save oh save me from the candid friend!

In matters of commerce the fault of the Dutch Is offering too little and asking too much. The French are with equal advantage content So we clap on Dutch bottoms just 20%.