Man, only - rash, refined, presumptuous man, Starts from his rank, and mars creation's plan. George Canning More Quotes by George Canning More Quotes From George Canning Indecision and delays are the parents of failure. George Canning failure business mistake Intimately concerned as we are with the system of Europe, it does not follow that we are therefore called upon to mix ourselves onevery occasion, with a restless and meddling activity, in the concerns of the nations which surround us. George Canning restless doe europe When our perils are past, shall our gratitude sleep? George Canning thanksgiving thankful thank-you A steady patriot of the world alone, The friend of every country but his own. George Canning patriot country world Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm. George Canning weathered storm pilots I can prove anything by statistics except the truth. George Canning statistics humorous funny There is nothing I know of so sublime as a fact. George Canning sublime knows facts Active beneficence is a virtue of easier practice than forbearance after having conferred, or than thankfulness after having received a benefit. I know not, indeed, whether it be a greater and more difficult exercise of magnanimity, for the one party to act as if he had forgotten, or for the other as if he constantly remembered the obligation. George Canning party practice exercise I called the New World into existence, to redress the balance of the Old. George Canning balance history world 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. George Canning horse political men 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. George Canning eye views thinking 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! George Canning gratitude dark sleep 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. George Canning dutch offering littles But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend! George Canning candid wrath heaven 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. George Canning knives blow order So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides The Derby dilly, carrying three INSIDES. George Canning hills romance three
