A rope treble-twisted, for John Tayler the water-poet. Or rather for his malignant friends in London, which make use of his name to slander and abuse the Parliament, and well-affected party, in their pernicious pamphlets; and particularly, Mr. John Booker, a man of known honesty, and one who scornes to calculate for the meridian of Oxford. Snarle not, malignants: if you do, here's rope enough for you, and all that love the Pope.
Printed according to order, for G. Bishop,
Septemb. 27. 1644.
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