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"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 Crispins day."

- William Shakspeare, King Henry V, Act IV, Scene III

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