Maxioms by Thomas Gray
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
And read their history in a nation's eyes.
And read their history in a nation's eyes.
Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife.
Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife.
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
And weep the more, because I weep in vain.
And weep the more, because I weep in vain.
