Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

Glory is the shadow of virtue.

Glory is the shadow of virtue.

Who track the steps of Glory to the grave.

Who track the steps of Glory to the grave.

Go where glory waits thee;
But while fame elates thee,
Oh! still remember me.

Go where glory waits thee;
But while fame elates thee,
Oh! still remember me.

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

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.

So may glory from defect arise.

So may glory from defect arise.

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.

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.