George Canning. 1770-1827

Story! God bless you! I have none to tell, sir.

The Friend of Humanity and the Knife-Grinder.

I give thee sixpence! I will see thee damned first.

The Friend of Humanity and the Knife-Grinder.

So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides

The Derby dilly, carrying three INSIDES.

The Loves of the Triangles. Line 178.

And finds, with keen, discriminating sight,

Black 's not so black,—nor white so very white.

New Morality.

Give me the avowed, the erect, the manly foe,

Bold I can meet,—perhaps may turn his blow!

But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send,

Save, save, oh save me from the candid friend![464:1]

New Morality.

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

The King's Message, Dec. 12, 1826.

No, here 's to the pilot that weathered the storm!

The Pilot that weathered the Storm.