Re-posted by Nicholas Stix
Shakespeare (or Edward de Vere) penned the most eloquent speech of all on the necessity of fighting the good fight, allies or no. In Henry V, on the eve of the Battle of Agincourt in France, King Harry responds to the timidity of his cousin and advisor, Westmoreland.
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man 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 called the feast of Crispian....
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.
And yet, on October 25, 1415, Harry and his band of brothers would prevail against the French, despite being outnumbered four-to-one.
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