TO The moſt pious, vertuous, and Religious Primate of all Chriſtendome, URBANE the 8. Pope of Rome, and my Vicegerent here upon Earth, Lucifer God of this world, Lord of Gehenna, King of Tartarus, Prince of Abiſſus, and Commander of the Infernall Furies, ſendeth Greeting.

MOſt Reverend and deare Sonne) whoſe Holineſſe I reverence, whoſe Perſon I adore, whoſe Wiſdome I muſe at, whoſe Pollicie I wonder at, whoſe Strength I admire at, and at whoſe invincible Army I ſtand amazed at: I can but extoll, applaud and commend thee my Deare (Sonne) for this thy extraordinary and great paines, coſt and Charge in the preparation of thy Forces againſt the Rebellious Here­tickes of the Romiſh Catholike Religion; J meane the Brittaniſh, J­riſh, Daniſh, and Flemiſh Hereticks: The particulars of which force I ſhall not need to repeat, for I have them in writing, and I heare ſay, that they are alſo publiſhed to the whole world, therefore fol­low it with all celeritie and expedition, now are the dayes to Con­quer, now is the time to ſtrike, for their God hath forſaken them, their land is impoveriſhed, their Ships are tottered, their State2 weakened, their Parliament is ended and nothing amended, the Nobles diſquieted, the Gentry diſcouraged the Commons diſcon­tented, the Kingdome devided, and the Romane Catholiques in England ſtand gaſping and gaping for your dayly arrivall, therefore now ſtrike or for ever hold thy hands, for by this meanes thou ſhalt bridle and confound all malicious, turbulent and ill-affected Spirits, againſt the See of Rome. There are but few Nations in the world that thou needeſt to feare, vidilizet. The King of Great Britaine, the King of Denmarke, the King of Sweden, and the Palſgrave falſe­ly uſurping the title of the King of Bohemia, and the Rebellious Hollander, but what are theſe againſt ſo many but even molehils to mountaines, and no more in our hands then a Lamb in the pawes of a Lyon yet it were not amiſſe to practiſe ſome deadly ſtratagem, ſecretly by my ſervants your Seminaries and Ieſuites, by powder, poyſon or ſome other meanes, eſpecial•y againſt the King of Great Britaine, and the Pa…av•s Children thoſe young warlike Impes and King Henry-faced, and D. Elizabeth-hearted-apes; for if they be not now cut off in the bloſſome but continue untill they be ripe fruit, It is to bee feared they will doe much hurt and miſchiefe, and move Terri•o•ies againſt the See of Rome.

I conf•ſſe indeed your Armies are of great force, and you have more then a ſufficient number of Foot and horſe, onely I feare you ſhall want Aſſes, to carry your proviſion when you be Landed, therefore I ſuppoſe you might have forborne two t•ouſand Horſes and have leavyed three or foure thouſand Aſſes more, for horſes, you know muſt be highly kept, with Peaſe, Beanes, and oates, and you Aſſes wil•live and faire hardly with thiſtles, and nettles, Now becauſe I heare a great muttering and complaint of victualls for your ſouldiers, therefore I will ſend you five thouſand barrells of the beſt freſh Lobcocks that can be taken in my River of Styx, and Acharon, and I will ſend you by my ſervant Charon, foure thou­ſand Tunns of large Canniballs heads ſodden in plum Broath, five thouſand quarters of Tartarian wheat, every Cornell as big as a mans head: and an Iron mill to grind it, whoſe ſtones ſhall be five miles about in compaſſe, and a great Braſen Oven to bake it in, which ſhall hold three hundred quarters at a batch, and will alſo ſend you live thouſand Friers Cowles well lined with Fox-fur: to keepe your Souldiers from the cold, and five hundred firkins of Crocotia pow­der3 to put in little linnen bags to hang about the necks of your Soul­diers to keepe them from Lice and vermine: and a ſo I will ſend you ſix thouſand handkerchiffes made of Nuns Skinnes perfumed with Muske and Amber-greeſe to wipe the ſweat away from your browes in the Battaile: and five thouſand Targets made of Car­dinals Caps Armor of prooffe tryed by Hell fire: and five thouſand ells of fine Cambrick charmed, a peece wherof being layed to any mortall wound, ſhall immediatly heale it, and leaſt your Souldiers ſhould want Courage to fight againſt thoſe Heriticks, (as I feare they doe) for J heard ſay that an Engliſh heritick incountred the other day with a Spaniſh Knight on horſe back and conquered him and after that ſought with three valiant Spaniards at once, and killed two of them ou•of hand, and made the third runne away, therefore I will ſent you five thouſand Barrells of Lions hearts, boyled in boyling lead which ſhall laſt and weare like yron, and I will alſo ſend you an hundred empty hogſheads, to put the blood of theſe Brittaniſh and Flemiſh Rebells into, to be convayed into Rome and Spaine.

And to ſtrengthen your Knavie the more, I will ſend you two hundred gallant Aſſes and every one of them ſhall have ſixty whores on a ſide, punkes five hundred, and ſtrumpets to incourage your Souldiers five thouſand; blame me not I pray you though I write falſe Arthograthy, for I am not ſo frequent in the Engliſh as I am in the Romane, Spaniſh and Italian Tongues, and I will ſend you a thouſand legion of my Angells to pitch their tents about you to bring the ſoules of my Slaine ſervants to mee, for I have pre­pared a fitting place upon purpoſe for them, therefore feare no­thing for I never fayled any of my ſervants, much leſſe my deere and beloved Children, therefore make haſt ſtrike now the Iron is hot you are ſure you have men enough, horſe enough, Ships enough Ordinance enough, Powder and ſhot enough, Pikes and Muskets enough, munition enough, and water enough, and rather then you ſhall want wind, I will ſend you my greateſt paire of Bellowes that I have in Hell, and five thouſand of my ſtrongeſt infernall Furyes to blow them.

And thus my moſt deare Sonne, I powre my bleſſings upon thee in more plentifull manner then the drops of Raine deſcend upon the Earth. And alſo upon my two deare Grand-Children the Em­perour of Rome, and King of Spain, not forgetting the King of Po­land,4 The Arch-Duke Leopold, The Elector of Cullen, The Elector of Mentz, the Elector of Trever, The Duke of Baviere. The Duke of Saxon. The Arch-Biſhop of Strasburg. The Duke of Newburg. The great Duke of Florence. The Duke of Parma. The Duke of Mantua, the Duke of Medina, the State of Genoa, the State of Lucas, and the Canton Catholique of the Switzers, as alſo my good friend Tyrone, and the Earle of Argile, the Duke of Savoy, Sir Robert Dudley, Sir Griffin Marckham, Sir William Stan­ley, and my faithfull revolted friend J. Nevill, ſtiled the Earle of Weſtmorland, and not forgetting the Spaniſh and Italian leaders principall Aſſ-ciſtants in this Catholique and holy League. And further J intreat that you would remember my Love to my truſty ſervant Spinola, who hath ſpent the quinteſſence of his wits, the marrow of his bones, and the ſweat of his brames, in the beſiedge of Breda, and other warlike exployts and martiall affaires. And who hath been both a true and truſty friend, and as juſt to my hand­maid the Arch-Dutcheſſe, as ever her owne Husband was, and who through his great wiſdome and pollicy hath procured my Grand­child the King of Spaine, to grant Letters of Mart, and proclaime open Warres againſt the King of great Brittaine, and the rebellious Hollanders, by which meanes it is now come to paſſe, that neither Engliſh Mouſe, nor Flemmiſh Frog, can no ſooner peepe out of a Hole, or a Bogge, but the (Spaniſh Kite) I meane the Dunkirkes devours them up; and one principall reaſon you know is this, you have many good friends and favourites in England, great men in great Authority, who although they have a tongue for their King, yet they have a heart for the Pope, who ſee, and will not ſee, heare and will not heare, can, but will not reſiſt, partly for their owne private commodities, and partly for the affection and love, they beare to the Romiſh Religion; and further I heare ſay, my ſervant Spinola hath received my Sacrament, and kiſſed the Pax, and hath made a moſt ſollemne vow to Saint Iames, and ſworn by his Agnus dei, that he will ſpend his blood in England, againſt thoſe Heriticks, and revolters from the Catholique Church of Rome.

Therefore if cruell Fate and Fortune ſo conſpire to effect that bloody ſtratagem, then my deſire is that his Heart may be baked in a paſty, and ſent to my deare Virgins and Daughters, the Nunnes in Saint Lucas, and his Bones to the Cathedrall Church in Civill,5 there to remaine for ever for a Relique of that holy Saint: and his Stones to be conveyed to my Handmaid the Arch-dutcheſſe, for a token of his love, and I would have an extraordinary Monument. made for him of Braſſe, and ſome pretty Epi-knave upon his death. Remember my love alſo to my Nephew the Infunta-Bona-Maria, who is to marry with my Grandchilds eldeſt Sonne, the Emperour of Rome, and tell her that although I cannot be there in perſon my ſelfe, (by reaſon of other extraordinary buſineſſe) yet my Secretary Belzebub, and a Legion of my Angels ſhall attend at her Nuptials. And I cannot be forgetfull of my moſt worthy and beloved Servant and Stateſman Gondamor, and his great paines that he tooke in England, when he was there Embaſſadour, in groaping in the night, and diving in the day, into the very intrailes (J meane the privie Chamber of their State, and Kingdome) and ever ſince going a­bout to make uſe of it, and to put that which he hath learned in practice, and alſo who did encourage my Children the Romiſh Ca­tholiques in England (being your Sub-jackes) to perſevere in the Catholique Religion, and to be patient for a time, for there would come a day ſhortly wherein they ſhould have free Liberty to uſe their Conſciences: and I have ſent him a Box of pretious oyntment to heale his Fiſtula in his Poſteriorums, leaſt it ſhould creep into his Priorums, and by that meanes the Common-wealth of Spain, ſhould be utterly deprived of ſo excellent a member. I doubt not but that you have Cannonized my worthy Servant T. R. for a Saint, who killed that filthy Heretique, Thomas Scot, Preacher at Vtrecht, who hath alwaies been a peſtilent Enemy to me, and our States; There­fore I charge you upon my bleſſing that he be Cannonized with Garnet, Tunſtell, Digby, Winter, Grant, Ruckwood, Caies, Bates, and Faulks, and the reſt of the Saints, for I have his Soule already: And although the laſt Fleet againſt the Heritique Q. Elizabeth, in 8•. tooke not good effect, and ſucceſſe, by reaſon of misfortune and privie conſpiracy of that filthy (Wich) Furbuſher, and that Conjurer Drake and likewiſe the Gunpowder Treaſon, Anno 1605. againſt King Iames and his Poſterity, (by reaſon of the miſcariage of an unfortunate Letter) yet let us not be diſmayed, but practice continually, Vi et armis ingenitſque, to worke ſome rare exploit, my helping hand ſhall not be wanting; for ſurely ſome Lime-twigs be­ing ſet, it is a hundred to tenne but one will take: they lying ſo ſe­…tely,6 and never ſeeking to prevent any danger in time. There­fore remember me kindly to my ſervants the Seminaries and Ieſu­its, for they muſt be the principall inſtruments to put that in prac­tiſe which we have invented; And this admirable invincible Ar­my which we have now prepared, ſhall be called Colla Jugo, or the thunderbolt of the World; becauſe it ſhall not onely make the Britaniſh, Iriſh, Daniſh, and Flemiſh Heritiques and Rebels quake, but the very Turke himſelfe ſtand upon his guard. Now to con­clude with weeping eyes, one thing grieves me to the heart, I un­derſtood the other day that an Engliſh Heritique ſhould ſend word to my youngeſt ſonne, the King of Spaine, that his Souldiers ſhould bring no wild-fire with them, for feare of indangering their Ships and that they would ſave them that labour, for if your forces did land in England, they would make them ſhit wild-fire before they went away, (oh) this hath cut me to the ſoule, and I can ſpeake no more,