stands a tip-toe
feasts neighbours
strips sleeves and shows scars
These wounds had I on Crispin’s day! With those guys…er, what were their names? checks flowing cups Oh, yes – Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter, Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester…now, son, I’ll teach you the story of the feats I did that day. (With advantages!)
Please eleborate.
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
We few, we happy few, we band of buggered…
Oops. Buffy flashback.
…we band of brothers.
Been into the Branagh again, I see! 
Also amusing was that when I was making my first reply, the Google ads offered to book me into hotels called the Exeter, the Gloucester, and the Salisbury. Now, they’re offering “Unlimited Autoresponders”
So, are you saying we should start calling them “Freedom Fries” again? Or do you want us to pull out of Iraq and invade France (a country we know has WMDs)?
hic ONCE MORE UNTO THE-- hic
I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.
(Although tonight I indulged in a little Olivier as well. Call it a yearly feast on the vigil.)
Wow - anybody else hear non nobis domine swelling in the distance? [shiver]
I wouldn’t wish for one more poster on this board!. 
And now, I click “Submit Reply”… and I do it for Harry, England, and St. George!
I think I found a picture of Saint Crispian.
:: d&r ::
That’s one of my favourite speeches. Looks like I’ll have to pull out my Shakespeare book to do some reading when I can find the time.
Here’s a better pic which, I believe, captures his essence.
I always get Saint Crispin confused with Crispian St. Peter.
Hmmph. The History Channel ran a documentary that purported to show that plain old mud is what defeated the French at Agincourt.
My friend has suggested Rice Crispin Treats for the day’s celebrations! 
Blasphemy!! twas the longbow and studly Prince Hal! and the might and main of good old yeoman blood (make that English yeoman blood!)
At least that’s what I was taught in both Shakespeare and British History…
Whoohoo! Let’s all go stab and be stabbed. On second thought, I’ll just have some of those Rice Crispin Treats.
We were just talking about how awesome that speech is the other day. I totally forgot when St. Crispin’s Day was though.
Much as I love Will’s take on Bluff Prince Hal, all things considered, I’d rather be in bed holding my cheap manhood.
Pah!
