George Canning

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

Indecision and delays are the parents of failure.

Indecision and delays are the parents of failure.

If hush'd the loud whirlwind that ruffled the deep,
The sky if no longer dark tempests deform;
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If hush'd the loud whirlwind that ruffled the deep,
The sky if no longer dark tempests deform;
When our perils are past shall our gratitude sleep?
No! Here's to the pilot that weather'd the storm!

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.

Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
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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.