More health and happiness betide my liege

Scroop
More health and happiness betide my liege
Than can my care-tuned tongue deliver him.
King Richard
Mine ear is open and my heart prepared.
The worst is worldly loss thou canst unfold.

Cry woe, destruction, ruin, and decay.
The worst is death, and death will have his day.

Say, is my kingdom lost? Why, ’twas my care,
And what loss is it to be rid of care?
Strives Bolingbroke to be as great as we?
Greater he shall not be. If he serve God,
We’ll serve Him too and be his fellow so.
Revolt our subjects? That we cannot mend.
They break their faith to God as well as us.
Cry woe, destruction, ruin, and decay.
The worst is death, and death will have his day.
Scroop
Glad am I that your Highness is so armed
To bear the tidings of calamity.