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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395862" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Pilot That Weath'd The Storm</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If hush'd the loud whirlwind that ruffled the deep,<br> The sky, if no longer dark tempests deform;<br>When our perils are past, shall our gratitude sleep?<br> No!--Here's to the Pilot who weather'd the storm!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>At the foot-stool of Power let flattery fawn,<br> Let Faction her idols extol to the skies;<br>To virtue in humble resentment withdrawn,<br> Unblam'd may the merits of gratitude rise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And shall not His memory to Britain be dear,<br> Whose example with envy all nations behold;<br>A Statesman unbiass'd by int'rest or fear,<br> By pow'r uncorrupted, untainted by gold?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Who, when terror and doubt thro' the universe reign'd,<br> While rapine and treason their standards unfurl'd,<br>The heart and the hopes of his Country maintain'd,<br> And one kingdom preserv'd 'midst the wreck of the world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Unheeding, unthankful, we bask in the blaze,<br> While the beams of the sun in full majesty shine;<br>When he sinks into twilight, with fondness we gaze,<br> And mark the mild lustre that gilds his decline.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lo! Pitt, when the course of thy greatness is o'er,<br> Thy talents, thy virtues, we fondly recall!<br>Now justly we prize thee, when lost we deplore;<br> Admir'd in thy zenith, but lov'd in thy fall!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>O! take, then--for dangers by wisdom repell'd,<br> For evils, by courage and constancy brav'd--<br>O take! for a throne by thy counsels upheld,<br> The thanks of a people thy firmness has sav'd!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And O! if again the rude whirlwind should rise!<br> The dawning of Peace should fresh darkness deform,<br>The regrets of the good, and the fears of the wise,<br> Shall turn to the Pilot that weather'd the storm!</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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