Happy St Crispins Day to all the French out there

#1
A hearty and happy St Crispin's Day to all the French out there.

Now I know that there are moves across the channel to change history in the favour of the French, not outnumbered, the English cheated, acted as war criminals etc, but you have had over 590 years to get used to the fact that you lost. One in a pretty long list of defeats since then, so you'd have thought that you wouldn't have got so upset over just another one.

Well anyway happy St Crispin's Day. :D
 
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#2
DAUPHIN
For the Dauphin,
I stand here for him: what to him from England?

DUKE OF EXETER
Scorn, and defiance; slight regard, contempt,
And any thing that may not misbecome
The mighty sender, doth he prize you at.
 
#3
Can't not mark the occaision. I would have thought the French would have counted this as a victory since they actually stood and fought instead of just surrendering.

WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!

KING. What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
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 coz, wish not a man from England.
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, Westmoreland, 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 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.
 

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#5
Markintime said:
Can't not mark the occaision. I would have thought the French would have counted this as a victory since they actually stood and fought instead of just surrendering.

...and since they won the war in the end of course.
 
#6
Death to the French, God bless 'em. What would the last five hundred years have been like without them? And most obliging of them to lose such a battle on my birthday!
 
#8
i wonder if they issue white flags with kit issues? the c126 for losing it must be pretty steep as it is probably the most important bit of kit they get.
 
#9
Prince_Rupert said:
Markintime said:
Can't not mark the occaision. I would have thought the French would have counted this as a victory since they actually stood and fought instead of just surrendering.

...and since they won the war in the end of course.
Feck me, I work up a huge amount of God Bless England and you have to go and be all realistic on me. I didn't want the truth I wanted to make a cheap shot at the fwogs.
 
#10
Quand quelques personnes françaises et anglaises discutent les cent années de guerre elles semblent le trouver difficile de ne pas introduire des sentiments nationalistes modernes dans l'argument. Le simple fait est que les personnes de chaque côté ne se seraient pas considérées ' ; French' ; ou ' ; English' ; dans n'importe quoi comme le sens moderne de ces limites. Les arguments au sujet d'Agincourt et d'Orléans sont finalement stériles pour cette raison.
 
#11
pierrot said:
Quand quelques personnes françaises et anglaises discutent les cent années de guerre elles semblent le trouver difficile de ne pas introduire des sentiments nationalistes modernes dans l'argument. Le simple fait est que les personnes de chaque côté ne se seraient pas considérées ' ; French' ; ou ' ; English' ; dans n'importe quoi comme le sens moderne de ces limites. Les arguments au sujet d'Agincourt et d'Orléans sont finalement stériles pour cette raison.
Henry V:
Archers! Shoot!

Sir Arthur Wellesley:
Fire!
 
#12
pierrot said:
Quand quelques personnes françaises et anglaises discutent les cent années de guerre elles semblent le trouver difficile de ne pas introduire des sentiments nationalistes modernes dans l'argument. Le simple fait est que les personnes de chaque côté ne se seraient pas considérées ' ; French' ; ou ' ; English' ; dans n'importe quoi comme le sens moderne de ces limites. Les arguments au sujet d'Agincourt et d'Orléans sont finalement stériles pour cette raison.
"Mange tout, Rodney.... Mange tout!"

:lol:
 
#13
actually the french are agruing against themselves.
Didnt the 100yrs war kick off because the English crown held more of france than the french king did due to william of normandy. So with a clever bit of arguing the french could in fact claim Henry as one of their own and agincourt as a victory for france. Thus at a stroke giving them a great an occasion when the slovenly frog DID NOT get a well deserved slapping.
 
#15
pierrot said:
rabid_hamster: J'utilise vos testicules comme chapeau.
His balls as a hat?? Well that's told you off then. :p :p

 
#17
pierrot said:
Oui, et ce qui a été England' moderne ; contribution principale de s à enrichir le world' ; culture de s ? Le "Squad de flambage"??? :wink:
Oi Froggy, as a Scot there should be the 'auld alliance' between our nations against the english ... but frankly I find them less annoying than a bunch of soap dodging, work shy, brothel creeping, frog maiming, blackbird eating surrender merchants like you. Feel free to surrender any time.
 
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rabid_hamster said:
pierrot said:
Oui, et ce qui a été England' moderne ; contribution principale de s à enrichir le world' ; culture de s ? Le "Squad de flambage"??? :wink:
Oi Froggy, as a Scot there should be the 'auld alliance' between our nations against the english ... but frankly I find them less annoying than a bunch of soap dodging, work shy, brothel creeping, frog maiming, blackbird eating surrender merchants like you. Feel free to surrender any time.
You forgot 'ortolan-blinding.'
 
#19
What a nation of cnuts!

You catch the ortolan (a small sparrow like bird) with a net spread up in the forest canopy. Take it alive. Take it home. Poke out its eyes and put it in a small cage. Force-feed it oats and millet and figs until it has swollen to four times its normal size. Drown it in brandy. Roast it whole, in an oven at high heat, for six to eight minutes. Bring it to the table. Place a cloth—a napkin will do—over your head to hide your cruelty from the sight of God. Put the whole bird into your mouth, with only the beak protruding from your lips. Bite. Put the beak on your plate and begin chewing, gently. You will taste three things: First, the sweetness of the flesh and fat. This is God. Then, the bitterness of the guts will begin to overwhelm you. This is the suffering of Jesus. Finally, as your teeth break the small, delicate bones and they begin to lacerate your gums, you will taste the salt of your own blood, mingling with the richness of the fat and the bitterness of the organs. This is the Holy Spirit, the mystery of the Trinity—three united as one. It is cruel. And beautiful. According to Claude Souvenir, chewing the ortolan takes approximately 15 minutes.
 
#20
L'ortolan est une tradition sacrée dans les régions de la France et n'est aucun moins étrange ou cruel que lapidant des pigeons ! Quoi qu'il en soit, à ceux qui s'opposent : Je vomis dans votre passge anal.
 
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