The Protestants wonderment, or, A strange and unheard of oraison put up by the Papists found in the pocket of Captain Iames Rauley, a rebell in Ireland : sent from Dublin in a letter of note / by Captain Edmond Hippisley to Sir Iohn Hippisley knight, a member of the House of Commons.
         Hippisley, Edmund.
      
       
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             The Protestants wonderment, or, A strange and unheard of oraison put up by the Papists found in the pocket of Captain Iames Rauley, a rebell in Ireland : sent from Dublin in a letter of note / by Captain Edmond Hippisley to Sir Iohn Hippisley knight, a member of the House of Commons.
             Hippisley, Edmund.
          
           [2], 5 p.
           
             Printed for Iohn Franke ...,
             London :
             1642.
          
           
             Also published in a pamphlet entitled: Articles of impeachment against George lord Digby ... whereunto is added a strange and unheard of oraison put by the papists ...
             Reproduction of original in Thomason Collection, British Library.
          
        
      
    
     
       
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           Bristol, George Digby, -- Earl of, 1612-1677.
           Hippisley, John, -- Sir.
           Ireland -- History -- Rebellion of 1641.
        
      
    
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           THE
           PROTESTANTS
           Wonderment
           ,
           OR
           ,
           A
           strange
           and
           unheard
           of
           Oraison
           put
           up
           by
           the
           Papists
           ,
           found
           in
           the
           pocket
           of
           Captain
           
             Iames
             Rauley
             ,
          
           a
           Rebell
           in
           
             Ireland
             :
          
        
         
           Sent
           from
           
             Dublin
             ,
          
           in
           a
           Letter
           of
           Note
           by
           Captain
           
             Edmond
             Hippisley
             ,
          
           to
           Sir
           
             Iohn
             Hippisley
          
           Knight
           ,
           a
           Member
           of
           the
           House
           of
           Commons
           .
        
         
           LONDON
           ,
           Printed
           for
           
             Iohn
             Franke
             ,
          
           and
           are
           to
           be
           sold
           at
           his
           shop
           next
           doore
           to
           the
           Kings
           head
           in
           
             Fleetstreet
             ,
             1642.
             
          
        
      
    
     
       
       
       
         
           
             Sir
             ,
          
        
         
           THe
           Lord
           of
           
             Antrim
          
           is
           not
           in
           the
           Rebellion
           as
           yet
           ,
           but
           is
           much
           mistrusted
           ,
           hee
           will
           be
           by
           reason
           hee
           is
           now
           gone
           to
           the
           County
           of
           
             Kildare
             ,
          
           where
           at
           the
           first
           this
           businesse
           was
           begun
           :
           the
           Rebels
           would
           willingly
           come
           in
           :
           if
           they
           could
           but
           once
           heare
           of
           a
           Proclamation
           ,
           that
           they
           should
           have
           the
           liberty
           of
           their
           Conscience
           ,
           for
           some
           such
           thing
           they
           much
           expect
           ,
           if
           they
           bee
           not
           mistaken
           of
           their
           ayme
           .
        
         
           Sir
           ,
           this
           Prayer
           I
           tooke
           out
           of
           a
           Rebels
           pocket
           that
           I
           killed
           ,
           one
           
             Iames
             Rauley
             ,
          
           a
           
           Captaine
           of
           the
           Rebels
           ,
           who
           cryed
           for
           quarter
           ,
           when
           I
           had
           sheathed
           my
           sword
           in
           his
           bowels
           ,
           fearing
           that
           I
           should
           bee
           too
           troublesome
           .
           I
           rest
           now
           what
           I
           always
           was
           ,
           Sir
           ,
           your
           most
           obedient
           and
           most
           affectionate
           servant
           till
           death
           .
        
         
           
             From
             Dublin
             
               this
               tenth
               of
               February
               ,
               1641.
               
            
          
        
      
       
       
         
           THis
           Oraison
           was
           found
           on
           the
           Tomb
           of
           our
           blessed
           Lady
           ,
           and
           is
           of
           such
           effect
           ,
           that
           whosoever
           will
           have
           the
           same
           ,
           or
           say
           it
           daily
           ,
           or
           carrie
           it
           about
           him
           ,
           shall
           be
           safe
           from
           fire
           ,
           water
           ,
           and
           skirmish
           of
           battaile
           ,
           and
           also
           from
           noysome
           hanting
           of
           spirits
           .
           Moreover
           ,
           whosoever
           shall
           say
           a
           
             Pater
             ,
             Ave
             ,
          
           and
           
             Creed
             ,
          
           daily
           to
           the
           honour
           of
           holy
           and
           miraculous
           Virgin
           
             Mary
             ,
          
           shee
           will
           visably
           shew
           her selfe
           unto
           him
           three
           times
           before
           his
           death
           .
        
         
           
             O
             Most
             sweet
             Lord
             Iesus
             Christ
             ,
             onely
             Son
             of
             the
             omnipotent
             Father
             ,
             God
             of
             Angels
             ,
             and
             onely
             Son
             of
             the
             most
             gracious
             Virgin
             
               Mary
               ,
            
             help
             me
             a
             sinner
             ,
             and
             save
             me
             from
             all
             present
             dangers
             wherein
             I
             am
             .
             Most
             excellent
             and
             blessed
             Virgin
             to
             be
             praised
             ,
             to
             pray
             and
             vvi
             for
             me
             a
             miserable
             sinner
             to
             thy
             welbeloved
             Son
             .
             O
             chast
             and
             honourable
             woman
             ,
             thou
             art
             the
             Mother
             of
             Angels
             and
             Archangels
             ,
             help
             me
             from
             all
             present
             evills
             ,
             and
             all
             to
             come
             .
             O
             flower
             of
             Patriarks
             .
             O
             shining
             
             brightnesse
             of
             the
             Apostles
             ,
             O
             hope
             of
             glory
             .
             O
             beauty
             of
             Virgins
             .
             O
             high
             thoughts
             of
             Angels
             and
             Archangels
             .
             O
             most
             sweet
             woman
             ,
             I
             most
             humbly
             beseech
             thee
             not
             to
             forsake
             mee
             at
             the
             trembling
             time
             of
             my
             death
             ,
             when
             my
             soule
             shall
             be
             seperated
             from
             my
             body
             ,
             whereby
             I
             may
             see
             my selfe
             in
             overlasting
             glory
             by
             him
             .
             O
             flower
             and
             sweetest
             foundation
             of
             all
             sweetnesse
             .
             O
             star
             of
             Christ
             .
             O
             haven
             of
             health
             .
             O
             Queene
             of
             penitent
             offenders
             ,
             hope
             of
             the
             faithfull
             Archangels
             ,
             thou
             whose
             conversation
             is
             the
             onely
             recreation
             of
             the
             Angels
             and
             Archangels
             .
             O
             most
             honourable
             Lady
             of
             all
             sweetnesse
             and
             fortitude
             ,
             thou
             art
             the
             most
             wholesom'st
             medicine
             of
             all
             sores
             .
             Thou
             are
             the
             labour
             of
             all
             vertues
             ,
             through
             thee
             doe
             ever
             Angels
             and
             Archangels
             reioyce
             .
             O
             Mother
             of
             mercy
             look
             on
             me
             with
             thine
             owne
             mercifull
             eyes
             .
             And
             I
             commit
             me
             to
             thy
             most
             blessed
             armes
             ,
             to
             inspire
             my
             soule
             and
             body
             ,
             and
             my
             thoughts
             ,
             so
             thus
             
             it
             pleaseth
             thee
             and
             thine
             owne
             beloved
             Sonne
             Iesus
             Christ
             .
          
        
         
           
             Pater
             ,
             Ave
             ,
             and
             Creed
             .
          
           
             MOst
             glorious
             Virgin
             ,
             let
             thy
             flowing
             grace
             defend
             mee
             from
             the
             danger
             of
             each
             place
             ,
             grant
             that
             thy
             merits
             once
             may
             make
             mee
             rise
             from
             Tombe
             ,
             above
             the
             spangled
             Christall
             Skie
             ,
             grant
             to
             my
             Countrey
             ,
             I
             may
             so
             well
             end
             ,
             that
             I
             may
             prayse
             thee
             eternally
             .
          
        
         
           AMEN
           .
        
      
       
         
           I
           found
           this
           in
           the
           pocket
           of
           a
           Captain
           of
           the
           Rebels
           ,
           Captain
           
             Iames
             Rauley
             .
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .