George Canning

Whene'er with haggard eyes I view
This dungeon that I'm rotting in,
I think of those companions read more

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, Song--Of One Eleven Years in Prison,

Indecision and delays are the parents of failure.

Indecision and delays are the parents of failure.

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

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.

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.