Hay any worke for Cooper: or, A briefe pistle directed by way of an Hublication to the Reverend Byshops, : counselling them if they will needes bee barrelled up, for feare of smelling in the nostrills of His Majesty, and the state, that they would use the advise of Reverend Martin, for the providing of their Cooper, because the Reverend T. C. (by which mysticall letters is understood, either the bouncing parson of East-meane, or Tom Coakes his Chaplaine) to be an unskilfull and a beceitfull Tub-trimmer. Wherein worthy Martin quits himselfe like a man I warrant you, in the modest defence of his selfe and his learned pistles, and maketh the Coopers hoopes to slye off and the Bishops Tubs to leake out of all cry. Penned and compiled by Martin the Metropolitan.