_Alarums. Enter DAUPHIN, ORLEANS, BOURBON, CONSTABLE, RAMBURES,
and Others, hastily, and in confusion, L.H._
_Dau._ (C.) All is confounded, all!
Reproach and everlasting shame
Sits mocking in our plumes.
[_Alarums, L._
_Con._ Why, all our ranks are broke.
_Dau._ O perdurable shame![26]--let's stab ourselves.
Be these the wretches that we play'd at dice for?
_Orl._ (L.C.) Is this the king we sent to for his ransom?
_Dau._ Shame, and eternal shame, nothing but shame!
Let us die in honor: Once more back again.
_Con._ (C.) Disorder, that hath spoil'd us, friend us now!
Let us in heaps go offer up our lives
Unto these English, or else die with fame.
_Dau._ (R.C.) We are enough, yet living in the field,
To smother up the English in our throngs,
If any order might be thought upon.
_Con._ The devil take order now! I'll to the throng:
Let life be short; else shame will be too long.
_Alarums._
[_Exeunt L.H._
[Footnote IV.26: _O +perdurable+ shame!_] _Perdurable_ is
lasting.]