where is The King The King himself is road to view their battle a fighting men they have full three score thousand that's 5 to one besides they are all fresh is a fearful odds oh that we now had here but what 10,000 of those men in England that do no work today what's he that wishes so my cousin westand now my fair cousin if we are marked to die we are enough to do our country lost and if to live the fewer men the greater share of Honor God's will I pray thee wish not one
one man more rather Proclaim it westand through my host that he which hath no stomach to this fight let him depart his passport shall be made and grounds 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 called the Feast of Crispian he he that out lives this day and comes safe home will stand at tiptoe when this day is named and arouse him at the name of Crispian he that shall see this day and live old age will yearly on
the vigil Feast his neighbors and say tomorrow is St krispin's 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 their mouths as household words Harry the king Bedford and exitor War and Tolbert soulsbury and glester be in their flowing cups freshly remembered this story shall the good man teach his son and crisp and Crispian shall n 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 today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother be he n so vile this day shall gentle his condition and gentlemen in England now Abed shall think themselves a cursed they were not here and hold their manhoods Chief whil any speaks that fought with us upon St Chen's day my sovereign Lord bestow yourself with speed the French are bravely in their battle set and will with all expedience March upon us all
things are ready if our minds Vish show perish the man who mind is backward now that does not wish more help from England CZ God's will my le would you and I alone without more help can fight this royal battle you know your places God be with you [Applause] [Music] all once more I come to know be king Harry if for thy Ransom thou Willl now compound before thy most assured overthrow who hath sent thee now the conable of France I pray thee bear my former answer back bid them achieve me and then sell my
bones God God why should they mock poor fellows thus let me speak proudly tell the conable we are but Warriors for the working day our gayness and our guilt are all be smed with rainy Marching In the painful field but by the mass our heart are in the trim heral save thou thy labor Come Thou no more for ransom gentle Herald they shall have none I swear but these my Jo which if they have as I shall leave them them shall yield them little tell the conable I shall King Harry and so fair the well
thou never shalt hear heral any more my Lord most humbly on my knee I beg the leading of the vard take it Brave yor now soldiers March away and how thou pleasest God dispose the day
