_Bar_.
Then I receive you: but I must desire ye
To keep within your confines.
_Lea_.
Ever Sir,
There's the Gold, and ever be your servant,
Take it and give me Books: may I but prove, sir,
According to my wish, and these shall multiply.
_Lop_.
Do, study hard, pray ye take him in, and settle him,
He's only fit for you; Shew him his Cell, sir.
_Die_.
Take a good heart; and when ye are a cunning Lawyer,
I'le sell my Bells, and you shall prove it lawfull.
_Ba_.
Come, sir, with me: neighbours I thank your diligence.
_Lop_.
I'le come sometimes, and crack a case with ye.
_Bar_.
Welcome--
[_Exit_.
_Lop_.
Here's mony got with ease: here, spend that jovially,
And pray for the fool, the Founder.
_Die_.
Many more fools
I heartily pray may follow his example,
Lawyers, or Lubbers, or of what condition,
And many such sweet friends in _Nova Hispania_.
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