George Canning (11 April 1770 – 8 August 1827 / London, England)
''In matters of commerce the fault of the DutchGeorge Canning (1770-1827), British poet. A Political Despatch (l. 1-2). . . Faber Book of Comic Verse, The. Michael Roberts and Janet Adam Smith, eds. (Rev. ed., 1974; paperback 1978) Faber and Faber.
Is offering too little and asking too much.''
''In matter of commerce the fault of the DutchGeorge Canning (1770-1827), British statesman, prime minister. coded letter, Jan. 31, 1826, to the English ambassador at the Hague, Holland. Canning's Rhyming "Dispatch" to Sir Charles Bagot, Sir Harry Poland (1905).
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.''
''Give me th' avowed, th' erect, the manly foe,George Canning (1770-1827), British statesman, prime minister. The New Morality, l. 207-10 (1798).
Bold I can meetperhaps may turn his blow;
But of all plagues, good Heav'n, thy wrath can send,
Save, save, oh! save me from the Candid Friend.''
''Away with the cant of "Measures, not men!"Mthe 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.''George Canning (1770-1827), British statesman, prime minister. Speech, December 9, 1802, House of Commons.
''Intimately concerned as we are with the system of Europe, it does not follow that we are therefore called upon to mix ourselves on every occasion, with a restless and meddling activity, in the concerns of the nations which surround us.''George Canning (1770-1827), British statesman, prime minister. Speech, October 28, 1823.
''A steady patriot of the world alone,George Canning (1770-1827), British statesman, prime minister. The New Morality, l. 113-4 (1798). Referring to the Jacobin. See Disraeli's comment on "liberals."
The friend of every country but his own.''
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From mental mists to purge a nation's eyes;
To animate the weak, unite the wise;
To trace the deep infection, that prevades
The crowded town, and taints the rural shades;
To mark how wide extends the mighty waste
O'er the fair realms of Science, Learning, Taste;
To drive and scatter all the brood of lies,
And chase the varying falsehood as it flies;
The long arrears of ridicule to pay,