No Fear Shakespeare
Henry V
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Act 4, Scene 3, Page 3
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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 today 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 abed
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.
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go by, from this day to the end of time, without our being remembered: we few, we happy few, we band of brothers—for whoever sheds his blood with me today shall be my brother. However humble his birth, this day shall grant him nobility. And men back in English now safe in their beds will curse themselves for not having been here, and think less of their own manhood when they listen to the stories of those who fought with us here on St. Crispin’s Day.
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Enter SALISBURY
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SALISBURY
My sovereign lord, bestow yourself with speed.
The French are bravely in their battles set,
And will with all expedience charge on us.
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SALISBURY
My sovereign lord, join us quickly: the French are all arrayed in battle formation and will charge us at any moment.
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KING HENRY
All things are ready if our minds be so.
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KING HENRY
We’re ready if our minds are ready.
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WESTMORELAND
Perish the man whose mind is backward now!
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WESTMORELAND
Let any man perish who isn’t ready now!
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KING HENRY
Thou dost not wish more help from England, coz?
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KING HENRY
You don’t wish we had more help from England anymore, cousin?
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WESTMORELAND
God’s will, my liege, would you and I alone,
Without more help, could fight this royal battle!
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WESTMORELAND
God Almighty, my liege, I wish that you and I could fight this royal battle all alone.
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