The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

Glory is the shadow of virtue.

Glory is the shadow of virtue.

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.]

Who track the steps of Glory to the grave.

Who track the steps of Glory to the grave.

Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.

Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

The fire of glory is the torch of the mind.

The fire of glory is the torch of the mind.

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late

For glory gives herself only to those who have always dreamed of her.

For glory gives herself only to those who have always dreamed of her.