Act 4
Scene V
Another part of the field of battle.
| 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!
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| Constable | Why, all our ranks are broke. |
| Dauphin |
O perdurablelasting for ever shame! let’s stab ourselves.
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| Orleans | Is this the king we sent to for his ransom? |
| Bourbon |
Shame and eternal shame, nothing but shame!
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| Constable |
Disorder, that hath spoil’d us, friend us now!
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| Orleans |
We are enough yet living in the field
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| Bourbon |
The devil take order now! I’ll to the throng;
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