“We would not _die_ in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.”
Should it not be “live” in the first line?
_Ib._ sc. 5.—
“_Const._ _O diable!_
_Orl._ _O seigneur! le jour est perdu, tout est perdu!_
_Dan._ _Mort de ma vie!_ all is confounded, all!
Reproach and everlasting shame
Sit mocking in our plumes!—_O meschante fortune!_
Do not run away!”
Ludicrous as these introductory scraps of French appear, so instantly
followed by good, nervous mother-English, yet they are judicious, and
produce the impression which Shakespeare intended,—a sudden feeling struck
at once on the ears, as well as the eyes, of the audience, that “here come
the French, the baffled French braggards!”—And this will appear still more
judicious, when we reflect on the scanty apparatus of distinguishing
dresses in Shakespeare’s tyring-room.
“Henry VI.—Part I.”