_Enter_ CONSTABLE, ORLEANS, BOURBON, DAUPHIN, _and_ RAMBURES.[5192]
_Con._ O diable!
_Orl._ O seigneur! le jour est perdu, tout est perdu!
_Dau._ Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all![5193]
Reproach and everlasting shame[5194]
Sits mocking in our plumes. O méchante fortune![5195] 5
Do not run away.[5195] [_A short alarum._
_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! 10
Let us die in honour: once more back again;[5196]
And he that will not follow Bourbon now,[5197]
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,[5198] 15
His fairest daughter is contaminated.[5199]
_Con._ Disorder, that hath spoil'd us, friend us now!
Let us on heaps go offer up our lives.[5200]
_Orl._ We are enow yet living in the field[5201]
To smother up the English in our throngs, 20
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._