This is our Agincourt!

If we are mark’d to die, we are enough
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.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.

But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.

No, faith, my friends, wish not a man of wavering thought.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!

Rather proclaim it, though they be, 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 call’d election day.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Donald Trump.

He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say “That was the day he won re-election.”

Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say “These wounds I had on election 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—
Donald J. Trump, and all who stayed with him,

And on his side and with him to the end
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And election days shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be rememberèd—

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 America now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they did not stay the course,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon election day.

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