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

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

To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.

To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.

Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till by broad spreading it disperse 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 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.

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

The first in glory, as the first in place.

The first in glory, as the first in place.

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.]

Who track the steps of Glory to the grave.

Who track the steps of Glory to the grave.

Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.

Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.