There is no road of flowers leading to glory

There is no road of flowers leading to glory

Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself
Till by broad read more

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

This goin' ware glory waits ye haint one agreeable feetur.

This goin' ware glory waits ye haint one agreeable feetur.

Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.

Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.

The love of glory gives an immense stimulus.
[Lat., Immensum gloria calcar habet.]

The love of glory gives an immense stimulus.
[Lat., Immensum gloria calcar habet.]

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.

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
[Lat., Gloria virtutem tanquam umbra sequitur.]

Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
[Lat., Gloria virtutem tanquam umbra sequitur.]