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.

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.

Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.

Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.

Glory is a heavy burden, a murdering poison, and to bear it is an art. And to have that art read more

Glory is a heavy burden, a murdering poison, and to bear it is an art. And to have that art is rare.

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.]

I am climbing a difficult road; but the glory gives me strength.

I am climbing a difficult road; but the glory gives me strength.

Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.

Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late.

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.