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Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till by broad spreading it disperse read more
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught
No flowery road leads to glory.
[Fr., Aucun chemin de fleurs ne conduit a la gloire.]
No flowery road leads to glory.
[Fr., Aucun chemin de fleurs ne conduit a la gloire.]
Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.
Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.
The paths of glory at least lead to the grave, but the paths of duty may not get you any read more
The paths of glory at least lead to the grave, but the paths of duty may not get you any where.
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.
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.
The fire of glory is the torch of the mind.
The fire of glory is the torch of the mind.
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.]
Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.
Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.
