SCENE V. Another part of the field. The Life of King Henry the Fifth  Shakespeare homepage  |  Henry V  | Act 4, Scene 5 

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 Enter Constable, ORLEANS, BOURBON, DAUPHIN, and RAMBURES  Constable  O diable! 

 ORLEANS  O seigneur! le jour est perdu, tout est perdu! 

 DAUPHIN  Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all! 

 Reproach and everlasting shame 

 Sits mocking in our plumes. O merchante fortune! 

 Do not run away. 



 A short alarum  Constable  Why, all our ranks are broke. 

 DAUPHIN  O perdurable shame! let's stab ourselves. 

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

 ORLEANS  Is this the king we sent to for his ransom? 

 BOURBON  Shame and eternal shame, nothing but shame! 

 Let us die in honour: 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. 

 Constable  Disorder, that hath spoil'd us, friend us now! 

 Let us on heaps go offer up our lives. 

 ORLEANS  We are enow yet living in the field 

 To smother up the English in our throngs, 

 If any order might be thought upon. 

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

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



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