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Henry V Scenes


Scene 5

Another part of the battlefield.

(Constable; Duke of Orleance; Bourbon; Dauphin; Rambures)


The French nobles are in confusion at the way the English have broken their ranks, and rally themselves for the defense. ( line)

Enter Constable, Orleance, Bourbon, Dauphin, and Rambures.

CON.

O diable!

ORL.

O Seigneur! Le jour est perdu, tout est perdu!

DAU.

Mort Dieu, ma vie! All is confounded, all!

Reproach and everlasting shame

Sits mocking in our plumes.

A short alarum.

O méchante fortune!

Do not run away.

CON.

Why, all our ranks are broke.

DAU.

O perdurable shame! Let’s stab ourselves.

Be these the wretches that we play’d at dice for?

ORL.

Is this the king we sent to for his ransom?

BOUR.

Shame and eternal shame, nothing but shame!

Let us die! In once more! Back again!

And he that will not follow Bourbon now,

Let him go hence, and with his cap in hand

Like a base pander hold the chamber-door

Whilst by a slave, no gentler than my dog,

His fairest daughter is contaminated.

CON.

Disorder, that hath spoil’d us, friend us now!

Let us on heaps go offer up our lives.

ORL.

We are enow yet living in the field

To smother up the English in our throngs,

If any order might be thought upon.

BOUR.

The devil take order now! I’ll to the throng:

Let life be short, else shame will be too long.

Exeunt.

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