Select Speeches of the Right Honourable George Canning: With a Preliminary Biographical Sketch, and an Appendix, of Extracts from His Writings and Speeches

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James Crissy, 1846 - Great Britain - 583 pages
 

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Page 123 - The Lord Mayor, Aldermen, and Common Council, Of the City of London...
Page 449 - I called the New World into existence, to redress the balance of the Old.
Page 515 - Needy Knife-grinder! whither are you going? Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order — Bleak blows the blast ; — your hat has got a hole in't, So have your breeches. Weary Knife-grinder ! little think the proud ones Who in their coaches roll along the turnpikeroad, what hard work 'tis crying all day, " Knives and Scissors to grind O!
Page 395 - That through a determined and persevering, but at the same time judicious and temperate enforcement of such measures, this House looks forward to a progressive improvement in the character of the slave population, such as may prepare them for a participation in those civil rights and privileges which are enjoyed by other classes of his Majesty's subjects.
Page xxiv - I am to instruct your grace at once frankly and peremptorily to declare, that to any such interference, come what may, his majesty will not be a party.
Page 384 - That the state of slavery is repugnant to the principles of the British constitution and of the Christian religion, and that it ought to be gradually abolished throughout the British colonies with as much expedition as may be found consistent with a due regard to the well-being of the parties concerned.
Page 508 - 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...
Page 506 - No — through th' extended globe his feelings run, As broad and general as th unbounded sun ! No narrow bigot he ; his reason'd view Thy interests, England, ranks with thine, Peru ! France at our doors, he sees no danger nigh, But heaves for Turkey's woes th' impartial sigh ; A steady patriot of the world alone, The friend of every country — but his own.
Page 515 - Story! God bless you! I have none to tell, sir, Only last night a-drinking at the Chequers, This poor old hat and breeches, as you see, were Torn in a scuffle. "Constables came up for to take me into Custody; they took me before the justice; Justice Oldmixon put me in the parish-Stocks for a vagrant.
Page 517 - And 0 ! if again the rude whirlwind should rise, The dawning of peace should fresh darkness deform, The regrets of the good and the fears of the wise Shall turn to the pilot that weathered the storm.

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