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  • Title: Henry V (Modern, Folio)
  • Editor: James D. Mardock
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-409-7

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: James D. Mardock
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    Henry V (Modern, Folio)

    Enter Constable, Orléans, Bourbon, Dauphin, and Rambures.
    O diable!
    O Seigneur! Le jour est perdu, tout est perdu!
    Mort Dieu! Ma vie! All is confounded, all.
    Reproach and everlasting shame sits mocking in our plumes.
    A short alarum
    O méchante Fortune! Do not run away.
    Why, all our ranks are broke.
    Oh, perdurable shame. Let's stab ourselves.
    Be these the wretches that we played at dice for?
    Is this the king we sent to for his ransom?
    Shame and eternal shame, nothing but shame.
    2470Let us die. In 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
    2475His fairest daughter is contaminated.
    Disorder that hath spoiled us, friend us now.
    Let us on heaps go offer up our lives.
    We are enough yet living in the field
    To smother up the English in our throngs,
    2480If any order might be thought upon.
    The devil take order now. I'll to the throng;
    Let life be short, else shame will be too long.