Today marks the feast of St. Crispin's Day which coincides with the epic Battle of Agincourt, undertaken by the intrepid monarch, King Henry V. On this incredible day in 1415, all but 5,000 Englishmen took on an overwhelming force of between 30,000 to 100,000 Frenchmen.
Notwithstanding these amazingly overwhelming odds the day belonged to our British cousins across the pond.
We would do well to remember this day, to never forget that valor & honor are the key hallmarks of any age and that, however, bleak our present predicaments may seem, let us shoulder on and do our duty, for we are Americans...
We are a blessed people, we "make history", so let us recommit our efforts to this valiant struggle of ours and insure that our beloved & glorious Republic does not befall to tyranny and oppression, from either domestic or foreign forces.
This day is called 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 see this day and live old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispin'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 Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot,
Salisbury and Gloucester,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd.
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 remember'd;
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 accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
William Shakespeare (1599)
Henry V, Act 4, Scene 3