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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.
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
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.]
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.
. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.
. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.
Glory paid to our ashes comes too late.
Glory paid to our ashes comes too late.
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.
The fire of glory is the torch of the mind.
The fire of glory is the torch of the mind.
Unless what we do is useful, our glory is vain.
[Lat., Nisi utile est quod facimus, stulta est gloria.]
Unless what we do is useful, our glory is vain.
[Lat., Nisi utile est quod facimus, stulta est gloria.]
