"I don't know what you mean by 'glory'", Alice said.
Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. "Of course you don't -- till I
tell you. I meant 'there's a nice knock-down argument for you!'"
"But 'glory' does't mean 'a nice knock-down argument'", Alice objected.
"When *I* use a word", Humpty Dumpty said, in rather a scornful tone,
"it means just what I choose it to mean -- neither more nor less."
"The question is", said Alice, "whether you *can* make words mean so
many different things."
"The question is", said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be master --
Alice was too much puzzled to say anything...
It's all very ambiguous.
Arise, arise, Riders of Theoden!/Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter!/
spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered,/a sword day, a red
day, ere the sun rise!/Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!