But from King Ptolomie these newes we heare,
No peace he crau’d, no tribute. N.
[614] Ne friendship crau’d. N.
Except our weapons laid adowne we should submit,
No arguments of peace he would admit. N.
[616] Quoth he, not lost. N.
[617] Will all dispoiled bee. N.
[618] Without your powerful aides, whose actes the world haue won. N.