From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we cursed few, we band of the damned;
For he to-day that sells his soul with me
Shall be my brother; be he ever so vile,
This day shall darken his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves blessed they were not here,
And hold their salvation dear whiles any speaks
That were doomed with us upon Mothman's day.
Nice twist on the St. Crispin's Day speech