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Once more unto the breach
St Crispin's Day

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Rewriting the Soundbite
Carrickfergus

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We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he today 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 accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's Day

William Shakespeare
King Henry V, Act IV, Scene 3