Today is the feast day of SS. Crispin and Crispinian (martyred 286), which can mean only one thing: Battle of Agincourt, baby!
This day is called the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day and comes safe home,
Will stand o’ tiptoe when the 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.”
…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.
-Henry V, Act 4, Scene 3
At top, Turin, Cathedral of St. John the Baptist, Chapel of the Martyrs St. Crispin and Crispinian by HEN-Magonza on Flickr.
Below that, the English take French prisoners, from a 1484 account of the Battle of Agincourt.