We few. We happy few. We band of brothers, for he today That sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother.
'Tis the soldier's life to have their balmy slumbers waked with strife.
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
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