Page 1702 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

BOURBON

Shame and eternal shame, nothing but shame! [10]
Let us die in arms: once more back again;
And be that will not follow Bourbon now,

Let him go hence, and with his cap in hand,
Like a base pandar, hold the chamber-door
Whilst by a slave, no gentler than my dog, [15]
His fairest daughter is contaminated.

CONSTABLE
Disorder, that hath spoil’d us, friend us now!

Let us on heaps go offer up our lives.
[Unto the English, or else to die with fame!]

ORLEANS
We are enow yet living in the field [20]
To smother up the English in our throngs,

If any order might be thought upon.

BOURBON

The devil take order now! I’ll to the throng:
Let life be short, else shame will be too long.
Exeunt.

Scene VI IT

Alarum. Enter King [Henry] and his train with prisoners;[Exeter and
others].

KING HENRY
Well have we done, thrice-valiant countrymen;
But all’s not done; yet keep the French the field.

EXETER
The Duke of York commends him to your majesty.

KING HENRY