Maxioms by George Canning
I called the New World into existence to redress the balance of
the Old.
I called the New World into existence to redress the balance of
the Old.
And finds with keen, discriminating sight,
Black's not so black--nor white so very white.
And finds with keen, discriminating sight,
Black's not so black--nor white so very white.
Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.
Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.
In matters of commerce the fault of the Dutch
Is offering too little and asking too much.
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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 per cent.
Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak read more
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.