"everlasting glory" is a correct and usable phrase in written English.
It is often used to describe eternal or unending fame, honor, or praise. Example: "The brave soldier fought for his country with courage and selflessness, earning himself everlasting glory among his peers."
But these names, along with those of Vito Antuofermo, William Caveman Lee, Wilford Scypion and Juan Roldánán, could never hope to sate Hagler's thirst for everlasting glory.
In addition to the usual winner, a double, super-special bonus (read: your name printed here in everlasting glory) goes to the person who sends in the best costume idea.
The protagonist's thoughts, which veer from picturing his death on the field to imagining the glory of a touchdown, bring to mind Achilles's choice in Homer's Iliad: if he reënters the battle, he will win everlasting glory but die young; if he abstains, he will live a long, healthy life but never be remembered.
I'm close, I can feel that I'm close — my unconscious is telling me that the moment of truth is drawing near, and that to stand up and open a window would be to jeopardize the balance of forces in the room, and that to compromise with "map" would be to squander a final chance at everlasting glory, and, yes, suddenly there it is, yes, in a flash, staring up at me.
But only one of them can win the Disrupt Cup, take home the $50,000 check and everlasting glory.
Fortunately, mastering this multi-touch-enabling technique will allow you to tweak your gestures, resulting in everlasting glory.
"We need to pay back the debt, but the time horizon and the interest rates demanded are unrealistic," says Jorge Pires, a member of the Portuguese Communist Party (which still has a yellow hammer and sickle on its red flag), between assertions of the everlasting glories of Marxist-Leninism.This mild-mannered cohesion is about to be severely tested.
Ovelin developed WildChords as a fun way for beginners to learn guitar, get over those musical hurdles, and seek everlasting musical glory.
There are Howards here, going back to the mid-1600s, but not our Howard, the one whose sepulchre was inside the church, whose everlasting goodness and glory were assured, until the German bombers removed them at a stroke.
That the Temple of Dendur would once more be erected in all its cardboard and tempera glory, and the final bittersweet pages of "Tuck Everlasting" read aloud in Ms. Duffy's husky, choked-up voice?
