A steady patriot of the world alone, / The friend of every country but his own. |
And finds, with keen discriminating sight, / Black's not so black; - nor white so very white. |
Away with the cant of ''Measures, not men!'' / the 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. |
But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, / Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend! |
Give me the avowed, erect and manly foe; Firm I can meet, perhaps return the blow; But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend |
Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm. |
I called the New World into existence, to redress the balance of the Old. |
I can prove anything by statistics except the truth |
I give thee sixpence! I will see thee damned first - / Wretch! whom no sense of wrongs can rouse to vengeance; / Sordid, unfeeling, reprobate, degraded, / Spiritless outcast! |
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 twenty per cent. |
Indecision and delays are the parents of failure. |
Story! God bless you! I have none to tell, Sir. |