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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>All The Talents</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the broad-bottom<br>'d Junto, with reason at strife,<br>Resign'd, with a sigh, its political life;<br>When converted to Rome, and of honesty tired,<br>They gave back to the Devil the soul he inspired.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The Demon of Faction, that over them hung,<br>In accents of horror their epitaph sung;<br>While Pride and Venality join'd in the stave,<br>And canting Democracy wept at the grave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Here lies in the tomb that we hollow'd for Pitt,<br>'Consistence<br>of Grenville, of Temple the wit;<br>'Of Sidmouth the firmness, the temper of Grey,<br>'And Treasurer Sheridan's promise to pay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Here Petty's finance, from the evils to come,<br>'With Fitzpatrick'<br>s sobriety creeps to the tomb;<br>'And Chancellor Ego, now left in the lurch,<br>'Neither dines with the Jordan, nor whines for the church.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Then huzza for the Party that here is at rest,<br>'By the fools of a faction regretted and blest;<br>'Though they sleep with the Devil, yet theirs is the 'hope,<br>'On the downfall of Britain to rise with the Pope.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Canning">George Canning</a><div class=q>
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