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

“Thus I die. Thus, thus, thus.Now I am dead,Now I am fled,My soul is in the sky.…”

“What is in that word "honor"? What is that "honor"? Air. A trim reckoning. Who …”

“we are the lords of all eternity”

“Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam lady. Would 'twere done.”