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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.
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.]
The glory of Him who
Hung His masonry pendant on naught, when the world He created.
The glory of Him who
Hung His masonry pendant on naught, when the world He created.
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.
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.]
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.]
Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.
Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.
Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.
Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.
Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
