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.

To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.

To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.

There is no road of flowers leading to glory

There is no road of flowers leading to glory

Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.

Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.

The awful importance of this life is that it determines eternity.

The awful importance of this life is that it determines eternity.

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late

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.

Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.

Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.

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.]