George Canning
George Canning
George Canning, FRS,was a British statesman and Tory politician who served in various senior cabinet positions under numerous Prime Ministers, before himself serving as Prime Minister for the final four months of his life...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionStatesman
Date of Birth11 April 1770
sublime facts knows
There is nothing I know of so sublime as a fact.
bold candid friends-or-friendship good manly oh perhaps save thy turn wrath
Give me the avowed, the erect, the manly foe, bold I can meet, perhaps may turn his blow! But of all plagues, good Heavens, thy wrath can send, save, save, oh save me from the candid friend!
candid firm friend good heaven manly perhaps return save thy wrath
Give me the avowed, erect and manly foe; Firm I can meet, perhaps return the blow; But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend
candid firm friend good manly perhaps return save thy wrath
Give me the avowed, erect and manly foe; Firm I can meet, perhaps return the blow; But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend
candid good heaven save thy wrath
But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, / Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend!
cant comparison draw harness horses idle measures men
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. No, Sir, if the comparison must be made, if the distinction must be taken, men are everything, measures comparatively nothing.
bless god none
Story! God bless you! I have none to tell, Sir.
thee whom wrongs
I give thee sixpence! I will see thee damned first - / Wretch! whom no sense of wrongs can rouse to vengeance; / Sordid, unfeeling, reprobate, degraded, / Spiritless outcast!
romance three hills
So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides The Derby dilly, carrying three INSIDES.
storm pilots weathered
Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.
blow order knives
Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going? Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order; Bleak blows the blast-your hat has got a hole in it. So have your breeches.
horse men political
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.
men mars creation
Man, only - rash, refined, presumptuous man, Starts from his rank, and mars creation's plan.
wrath heaven candid
But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend!