When our perils are past, shall our gratitude sleep? – George Canning
A steady patriot of the world alone, The friend of every country but his own. – George Canning
When our perils are past, shall our gratitude sleep? – George Canning
A steady patriot of the world alone, The friend of every country but his own. – George Canning
The stern hand of fate has scourged us to an elevation where we can see the great everlasting things that matter for a nation; the great peaks of honour we had forgotten – duty and patriotism, clad in glittering white; the great pinnacle of sacrifice pointing like a rugged finger to heaven. – David Lloyd George