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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.]
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 glory dies not, and the grief is past.
The glory dies not, and the grief is past.
So may glory from defect arise.
So may glory from defect arise.
Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.
Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.
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.
There is no road of flowers leading to glory
There is no road of flowers leading to glory
Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.
Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.
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.