Enter LORD STANLEY.
[♦] How now, what news with you?
[♦] Stan. None good, my lord, to please you with the hearing;
[♦] Nor none so bad, but it may well be told.
[460] K. Rich. Hoyday, a riddle! neither good nor bad!
[♦] Why dost thou run so many mile about,
[♦] When thou mayst tell thy tale a nearer way?
Once more, what news?
Stan. Richmond is on the seas.
K. Rich. There let him sink, and be the seas on him!