Saint Crispin’s Day and the Battle of Agincourt
Today is the
anniversary of the Battle of Agincourt, taking place in 1415 (605 years ago)
between the forces of France and her various allies and the invading English
forces under the command of King Henry V. Shakespeare, by having his character
Henry V repeatedly refer to the day of the battle as St. Crispin’s Day,
otherwise saved this obscure saint from being lost, save for experts in
hagiography, to the mist of history.
Agincourt was the third of a trio
of famous battles in the course of the 100 Years War; the other two were Crecy
(1346) and Poitiers (1356). The English
won all three of these battles. In the
end they lost the war. If you should
want a comprehensive review of the 100 Years War, the four volume treatment by
Jonathan Sumption (The Hundred Years War I – Trial by Battle; The Hundred YearsWar II – Trial by Fire; The Hundred Years War III – Divided Houses; and The Hundred Years War IV – Cursed Kings) is authoritative.
The English forces, likely numbering in
the range of 7,000, were compelled to do battle with a numerically superior
French force likely numbering in excess of 20,000. All else being equal, the
English force should have expected to be annihilated. As is typical in the case
of significant historical events, however, all things were not equal. The
French and their allies were disorganized, and overall command of the
battlefield was never achieved. Rather,
individual nobles led their own contingents forward in a disorganized and
sometimes conflicting manner. The
terrain favored the English in several ways.
The French “artillery,” crossbowmen (largely Pisan mercenaries) were not
effectively deployed, and they had the unenviable task of shooting uphill. That same terrain required the French forces,
both mounted and on foot, to attack uphill over a recently plowed field that,
consequent to the recent rain, was more mud than dirt. The French knights and
men at arms, slogging their way uphill, were a “target rich environment” for
the rain of arrows let loose by the English longbows; assuming Henry’s forces
numbered 7,000, likely 5,800 were longbowmen, each releasing four to six arrows
a minute.
Another factor was that the very size of
the French force worked to its disadvantage in that those behind continued
pressing forward, hoping for their moment of glory, even while those at the
front were being slaughtered. It was not quite the situation suffered by the
Romans at the hands of Hannibal at Cannae, but then likely it was not hugely
better.
While comparative casualty figures are
effectively impossible to ascertain, it is clear that the French were badly
mauled with significantly more casualties than the English. Further, a
significant number of French nobles fell in contrast to only two English
nobles. Also, a significant number of French knights who has been captured in
anticipation of being ransomed were executed.
The validity of the execution order, given by Henry V, is to this day
debated.
For an excellent review of the battle,
see Juliet Barker's Agincourt: Henry V and the Battle That Made England. It is also covered in volume four of Sumption’s
treatise.
As invented by Shakespeare in Henry V,
Scene iii, the St. Crispin’s Day speech would immortalize Henry V:
WESTMORELAND.
O that we now had here
But one
ten thousand of those men in England
That do
no work to-day!
KING.
What’s he that wishes so?
My
cousin, Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we
are mark’d to die, we are enow
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, Westmoreland, 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 remembered-
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.
HERE IS A LINK to Kenneth Branagh’s
masterful rendition.
Not recited in the list of nobles who
were part of the battle was Edward of Norwich, the Duke of York (a grandson of
Edward III) He was killed while
defending the king.
In 1420 Isabeau of Bavaria, queen
to the incapacitated Charles VI, signed the Treaty of Troyes, granting the
French Crown to Henry V and his heirs in place of her son. Further to that
treaty, Henry V married Catherine of Valois; she would be the mother of Henry
VI with the Valois inherited mental instability that would contribute to the
Cousins War (a/k/a the War of the Roses); HERE IS A LINK to a discussion of
that situation. Henry V died in 1422. Joan of Arc would join the fray in 1429;
while she would be in the field was than a year and a half she helped turn the
tide, and the 100 Years War would end with England holding only the region of
Calais. It would be lost in the reign of
Mary (a/k/a Bloody Mary).