St Crispin’s Day

| October 25, 2008

Jeez, I forgot until Grouchy Old Cripple reminded me (Happy Birthday, GOC), so Shakespeare’s version of Henry V’s speech from the play of the King’s name on the eve of the Battle of Agincourt;

This day is called the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say, ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian:’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say, ‘These wounds I had on Crispin’s day.’
Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember with advantages
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words,
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be rememberèd;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England, now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

From this day to the ending of the world…he…that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.

Category: Politics

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  1. ponsdorf says:

    Jonn, email inbound RE those who: “hold their manhoods cheap “.

  2. I agree. This is why I don’t disrespect other veterans, no matter what they say about me. Family can be dysfunctional, but still family.

    I love that speech, actually. Thanks for posting it.