Win a free Game
hink thee a Bard?
If
you can memorize our favorite Shakespearean passage (below) and recite it
with
panache to the gathered multitudes around our logs you can play
our game for free.
(Special Note from year 2000 - We had a
winner this year and would love to post his name. If you are out there,
oh mighty bard, please email us at Don@kingofthelog.com and we will post
your name.)
We love this heroic passage from Henry V and it is the inspiration for some of the more heroic battles in our tournament.
This day is called the Feast of Crispian,
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall see this day, and live old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbors,
And say, tomorrow is Saint Crispian.
Then will he strip his sleeve, and show his scars,
And say, these wounds I had on Crispin'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 their mouths as household words,
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury, and Gloucester,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered.
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 accursed they were not here;
And hold their manhood cheap, whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
King Henry the Fifth, Act IV, Scene III
William Shakespeare
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