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Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.
Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.
Like madness is the glory of this life
As this pomp shows to a little oil and root.
Like madness is the glory of this life
As this pomp shows to a little oil and root.
Who pants for glory, finds but short repose;
A breath revives him, or a breath o'erthrows.
Who pants for glory, finds but short repose;
A breath revives him, or a breath o'erthrows.
Glory is never where virtue is not.
[Fr., La gloire n'est jamais ou la vertu n'est pas.]
Glory is never where virtue is not.
[Fr., La gloire n'est jamais ou la vertu n'est pas.]
True glory takes root, and even spreads; all false pretences, like flowers, fall to the ground; nor can any counterfeit read more
True glory takes root, and even spreads; all false pretences, like flowers, fall to the ground; nor can any counterfeit last long.
Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself
Till by broad read more
Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself
Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught.
The first in glory, as the first in place.
The first in glory, as the first in place.
To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.
The fire of glory is the torch of the mind.
The fire of glory is the torch of the mind.
