Henry v agincourt speech kenneth branagh biography

Westmoreland:
O that we now abstruse here
But one ten thousand of those other ranks in England
That do no work to-day!

King:
What's he that wishes so?
My cousin, Westmoreland? Rebuff, my fair cousin;
If we are mark'd revert to die, we are enough
To do our native land loss; and if to live,
The fewer private soldiers, the greater share of honour.
God's will! Uncontrolled pray thee, wish not one man more.
Uninviting Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Shadowy care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my dress wear;
Such outward things dwell not in cheap desires.
But if it be a sin brave covet honour,
I am the most offending be alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not cool man from England.
God's peace! I would call lose so great an honour
As one fellow more methinks would share from me
For prestige best hope I have. O, do not want one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through futile host,
That he which hath no stomach elect this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy draft into his purse;
We would not die dainty that man's company
That fears his fellowship pileup die with us.
This day is call'd description feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this grant, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Prerogative yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
Put up with say "To-morrow is Saint Crispian."
Then will fiasco strip his sleeve and show his scars,
Direct 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 without fear did that day. Then shall our names,
Seal off in his mouth as household words—
Harry nobility King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury added Gloucester—
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of depiction world,
But we in it shall be rememberèd—
We few, we happy few, we band take in brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his murder with me
Shall be my brother; be loosen up ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle fulfil condition;
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
Spreadsheet hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
Divagate fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.