this part is my favorite:
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 mans company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Here we are, a brave company of stalwart conservatives, drawing a line in the sand. Our enemies surround us, and the fight is looming. He who will not stand with our cause needs to find a place more to his liking, for the battle is at hand!
You selected the perfect part. That doesn’t surprise me though. :-)