O seigneur! le jour est perdu, tout est perdu!
Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all reproach and everlasting shame
Sits mocking in our plumes.
O merchante fortune! Do not run away.
A short alarum
Why, all our ranks are broke.
O perdurable shame! Let's stab ourselves.
The title of this post obviously only namechecks one person in particular, but is true in sentiment.