Tuesday, 20 March 2012

Once more unto the breach....

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with gullish dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the chicken;
Stiffen the feathers, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the beak
Like the brass cannon; let the comb o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled cock

That passage was actually written by a cockerel but Shakespeare stole it...... but then he nicked everything he ever did from everybody else. Just like the nobirds team and the way they nicked our old website and kicked us of the Not Interesting Boring Association committee, stole our tenners and didn't give us a bird report. Scum.

Here's a pic of a Gold Swift by Sam Millar