May this dreary abode be for ever unknown,
For ever, by virtue, by Pity, untrod;
Unbreathed be his name, and unhonor'd his stone;
The foe of his country, his monarch, his God.

(C) George Canning
03/10/2017


Best Poems of George Canning

• Parody
• Song
• Ode To The
• The Grand Consulation
• Epigram
• Blue And Buff
• The New-old Opposition
• The Pilgrimage To Mecca
• New Morality
• The Slavery Of Greece
• The Friend Of Humanity And The Knife-grinder
• All The Talents
• On The Death Of His Eldest Son
• Moderate Men And Moderate Measures
• Elderly Gentleman, The
• Knife-grinder, The
• Song, Of One Eleven Years In Prison