Henry V

Mar 23, 2007 14:47


Bob Motzko:

What's he that wishes so?My favorite John Swanson? No, my fair cousin:If we are mark'd to lose we are enowTo do our University loss; and if to win,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 Gopher 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 coz, wish not a man from Saint Cloud State:God's peace! I would not lose so great an honourAs one man more, methinks, would share from meFor the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!Rather proclaim it, Bob Goepfert, through my host,That he which hath no stomach to this fight,Let him depart; his passport shall be madeAnd saves for victory put into his recordsWe would not lose in that man's companyThat fears his fellowship to lose with us.This day is called Saint Cloud State:
He that outlives this day, and comes victorious home,Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,And rouse him at the name of Saint Cloud State.He that shall live this day, and see old age,Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,And say "To-morrow is Saint Cloud State":Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scarsAnd say "These wounds I had on Saint Cloud State's day."Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,But he'll remember with advantagesWhat feats he did that day: then shall our names,Familiar in his mouth as household wordsBobby the goalie, Borer and Fletcher,Swanson and Kronick, Nodl and Lasch,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd.This story shall the good man teach his son;And Saint Cloud State 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 Black Bear blood with meShall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,This day shall gentle his condition:And gentlemen in Minnesota now a-bedShall think themselves accursed they were not here,And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaksThat fought with us upon Saint Cloud State's day.

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