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.

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.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall.

For glory gives herself only to those who have always dreamed of her.

For glory gives herself only to those who have always dreamed of her.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

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.]

The paths of glory at least lead to the grave, but the paths of duty may not get you any read more

The paths of glory at least lead to the grave, but the paths of duty may not get you any where.

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

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

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.