Halig Hilderinc
Hail, Mother England   West Yorkshire, United Kingdom (Great Britain)
 
 
This royal throne of kings, this scepter’d isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands,
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England: from Shakespeare's play Richard II

I desired to live worthily as long as I lived, and to leave after my life, to the men who should come after me, the memory of me in good works: Alfred the Great

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam;
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven:The Soldier by Rupert Brooke

What's he that wishes so?
My cousin, Westmorland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark'd to die, we are enough
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, Westmorland, 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 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 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 rememberèd—
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: St Crispin's Day speech from Shakespeare's play Henry V

England expects every Man will do his Duty: Horatio Nelson
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LordHotspur 3 Mar @ 7:28pm 
Fatality1000 calm down and go back to eating your sister, you hillbilly ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ idiot.
Halig Hilderinc 1 Mar @ 11:22am 
you can make me swear an oath on it, i am not telling anyone to embarrass you, cos your doing that yourself with all this soyout your doing, you played bad at coh2 and trump won cope and seethe little "man" also keep chanting your holy mantra that im a racist you may get the god of wokeness to smite me also call me a nazi a few times too that might work better for your holy woke god to get mad at me as that is the great sin
Fatality1000 28 Feb @ 10:53pm 
whoa the three trash players who go afk after spamming racist swear words agree with each other! lmao you're the one telling your friends to come here to hype your clown ego up HAHAH HOLY SAD LIFE. Make sure you spend a lot of time responding after being trash at coh and trash at life lol enjoy the block write a lot now
Halig Hilderinc 28 Feb @ 10:00pm 
fatality you need to stop lying to everyone including yourself, you played bad get over it and learn to play better and stop being so mad like a little girl it makes you look weak
Dredd 28 Feb @ 9:49pm 
fatality tried to unconsentually have oral sex with my 9 inch penis via his big chimpy lips he is not to be permitted around minors be aware!!1!!!1!
Hannibal Attano 28 Feb @ 9:48pm 
All one has to do is look at your comment section, then they will know who is right.