To-morrow is Saint Crispian

Bonus points to whomever can name the source of this quotation.

“I have studied all the touchstone performances of Henry V, Olivier, Branagh, Kulnark, Shapiro…”

…O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart. His passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse.
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call’d 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 Crispian’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 rememb’red.
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 remembered,
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 accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

:eek: Just how old are you?

And will you tell me the secret of living that long? :wink:

First, get a good longbow…

“We few, we happy few, we band of Dopers.” :wink:

  • apologies to Bricker, John Mace, Clothahump, etc. :wink:

Could be. There’s also a lot of fiction in the US history taught in school.

Are you saying that they lie like kings?

(Sorry. top of my head, and all that. All of the memorable quotes were taken.)

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Hey, that Shakespeare guy TOTALLY ripped of Bill Pullman in Independence Day.

Data, from Next Gen. In a discussion of acting with Picard on the holodeck.

So…this is NOT a meeting of the Crispin glover fan club…

Mmm … Rice Crispin Treats drools

So mud killed 5000 French but only 113 English/Welsh. “Interesting” idea.

You all keep eating Rice Crispins. I’ll have uno gelato, per favore.

(Seriously, I was at this place and this is the best ice cream in the world. Ever. No question.)

It’s not quite that straightforward. The battle site is mainly in a draw that would have bunched the French horsement up in its bottom. The claim was that the French horses bogged down and the heavily armored knights were unable to move much when dismounted, especially in the mud, and were easy marks. Tests were made of the efficacy of arrows from longbows against armor and it isn’t very good at long range. The soil is of a type that becomes gummy when wet. The shakey part is the weather of course, but apparently the battle was during what is normally a wet time of year.

Aha! I knew I could find it.

And just to even up on the history myths, Geo. Washington wasn’t stupid enough to stand up in the rowboat while crossing the Delaware River during good weather, let alone bad and at night. With the wind blowing.

Merry (belated!) Crispmas!

What? You’re saying our first president wasn’t an Aggie?

What really happened makes, to me anyway, a better story.

General Henry “Ox” Knox(the one the gold fort is named for, weighed 280 pounds. After the war he reported that, when Washington was getting into the same boat Know was in he tapped him with his foot and said “Shift that fat ass Harry. But slowly, or you’ll swamp the damned boat.”