[Exeunt Pistol and French Soldier.]
I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart; but the saying is true, “The empty vessel makes the greatest sound.” Bardolph and Nym had ten times more valour than this roaring devil i’ the old play, that everyone may pare his nails with a wooden dagger; and they are both hang’d; and so would this be, if he durst steal anything adventurously. I must stay with the lackeys with the luggage of our camp. The French might have a good prey of us, if he knew of it; for there is none to guard it but boys.
[Exit.]
SCENE V. Another part of the field.
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!
Reproach and everlasting shame
Sits mocking in our plumes.
[A short alarum.]
O méchante Fortune! Do not run away.