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 of Him who
Hung His masonry pendant on naught, when the world He created.

The glory of Him who
Hung His masonry pendant on naught, when the world He created.

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late.
[Lat., Cineri gloria sera est.]

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late.
[Lat., Cineri gloria sera est.]

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.

Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.

Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.

Glory is never where virtue is not.
[Fr., La gloire n'est jamais ou la vertu n'est pas.]

Glory is never where virtue is not.
[Fr., La gloire n'est jamais ou la vertu n'est pas.]

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

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

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

. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.

. . . glory built
On selfish principles is shame and guilt.