….This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
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 Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's 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-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
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 remembered-
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 accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day. Henry V, Shakespeare
I think of this:
It’s the same in every country
When you say you’re leaving
Left behind the loved ones
Waiting silent in the hall
Where you’re going, lies adventure
Others only dream of
Red and green light, this is real
And so you go to war
For the passion, for the glory
For the memories, for the money
You’re a soldier for your country
What’s the difference? All the same
Far away from the land of our birth
We fly a flag in some foreign earth
We sailed away like our fathers before
These colours don’t run from cold, bloody war
There is no one that will save you
Going down in flames
No surrender, certain death
You look it in the eye
On the shores of tyranny
You crashed a human wave
Paying for my freedom
With your lonely unmarked graves
For the passion, for the glory
For the memories, for the money
You’re a soldier for your country
What’s the difference? All the same
IRON MAIDEN - THESE COLOURS DON’T RUN