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.

There is no road of flowers leading to glory

There is no road of flowers leading to glory

Go where glory waits thee;
But while fame elates thee,
Oh! still remember me.

Go where glory waits thee;
But while fame elates thee,
Oh! still remember me.

. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.

. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

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.]

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.

This goin' ware glory waits ye haint one agreeable feetur.

This goin' ware glory waits ye haint one agreeable feetur.