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Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.
Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of read more
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall.
Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall.
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.
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.
Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
[Lat., Gloria virtutem tanquam umbra sequitur.]
Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
[Lat., Gloria virtutem tanquam umbra sequitur.]
O how quickly passes away the glory of the earth.
[Lat., O quam cito transit gloria mundi.]
O how quickly passes away the glory of the earth.
[Lat., O quam cito transit gloria mundi.]
Holy Father, so passes away the glory of the world.
[Lat., Pater sancte, sic transit gloria mundi.]
Holy Father, so passes away the glory of the world.
[Lat., Pater sancte, sic transit gloria mundi.]
