I'm a dork

Was perusing through some old stories that I've started but haven't done much with, and I stumbled across some old homework and something else. It's a favorite piece of my sister's and I, from Shakespear's Henry V. I'm sure everyone knows it, but I'm fond of it, I miss my sister (who's in Russia) and it's 3:30 am and I can't sleep.

( King Henry V Act IV, scene III )