Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.

Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.

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.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late

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

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

Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.

Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.

Most dreams of glory are safe because we never venture to put them into practice.

Most dreams of glory are safe because we never venture to put them into practice.

To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.

To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.

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.]