November 6, 2012

November 6th, 2012..

Many of us have been waiting for this day since November 4th, 2008 and it is finally at hand. No matter the outcome of this day, we are still in this fight to the end. We will soldier on and we will triumph.

But let this day be our Battle of Agincourt, our Crispian’s day.
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 while any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
Let’s get this done! 

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2 comments:

Unknown said...

VOTE DAMNIT! VOTE!

WOLVERINES!!!!

Woodsterman (Odie) said...

VOTED Damn it ...

Unknown likes our high school team.