No More Learning

I. SCENE. V.

VVITTIPOL. MANLY.

_Ingine_, you hope o' your halfe piece? 'Tis there, Sir.
Be gone. Friend _Manly_, who's within here? fixed?

Wittipol _knocks his friend o' the bre? t_.

MAN. I am directly in a fit of wonder
What'll be the i? ?
ue of this conference!

WIT. For that, ne'r vex your ? elfe, till the euent. 5
How like yo' him?

MAN. I would faine ? ee more of him.

WIT. What thinke you of this?

MAN. I am pa? t degrees of thinking.
Old _Africk_, and the new _America_,
With all their fruite of Mon? ters cannot ? hew
So iu?