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A48060	A letter from His Holiness the Pope of Rome, to His Highness the Prince of Orange containing several proposals and overtures of agreement betwixt the Church of England, and the Church of Rome / translated out of Latin, for the benefit of all true Protestants.	Innocent XI, Pope, 1611-1689.; William III, King of England, 1650-1702.	1689 (1689)	Wing L1474; ESTC R9260	4,032	8

as Purgatory for the Contrivance of a new Gun powder Treason and make a Covenant with Hell for your Destruction And if I can bring my projects to a period I will hold a Spiritual Court in Smith fi●ld and decide all Controversies with Fire and Faggot till I levil the Nation with the Dust and make the Isle of great Britain acknowledge me for their Superiour Finally I cannot but resent your Deportment towards my Neice your Glorious Queen who left England without bidding Farewill to her favourites only taking along with her the Prince of Wales whom you term her supposed Son. But it is an Hyperbole beyond the Conception of Humanity that a King pretending to so much Reason Religion and Piety should Praise or rather mock God for a Child whilst his Queen had lonely conceived a Pillow and was brought to Bed of a Cushion to Cheat his Subjects of their Ancient and Royal Line and his own Posterity of their Crowns and Kingdoms This was the old contrivance of another Mary-Queen but Philip was more a man than to own the Brat of Sophistry and Father the Impudence of so villanous a Fact. But let the Production be what it will Real or Imaginary my Singing of Te Deum in St Mary's Church in Rome is enough both to Naturalize and Legitimate it Lawful Prince of Wales and Apparent Heir to the Crowns of Three Kingdoms I have sent you this Letter by Guido Faux the Younger whose Brains are big of a Gun-Pouder Plot therefore as you love your Life and Well-being honour him with all and as much Respects as it were I my Self Father Peter Saluteth you with my whole Consitory of Cardinals and Clargy-men of my Sacred Conclave I desire to be Remembred to Titus Oats and Samuel Johnson If the Tide turn I will talk with them and reward them according to their Fidelity Thus expecting a speedy Answer before I proceed any further in my great Designs I continue Your Hurtful INNOCENT Written from my Court at Rome Prid. Calend. Jan. 1689. The Church of England's Answer to the preceeding Letter Grand Impostor VVHether you with your Clergy be possest with the Spirit of Error and Delusion and cast in a Bed of Sensuality to wallow in your own Filthiness with your Eyes darkned and your Ears deafened we know not but certainly there must be a great Mysterie in your Obstinacy For you shut your Senses which are the Gates of your Understanding against the clearest Evidences of Truth Scripture and Reason Our learned Divines have these several years confuted your opinions of ridiculous Nonsense by sound Arguments and undeniable Demonstrations till being wearied with your contradictions Grooms Pages and Porters began to discover your Nakedness in your Ignorance and Superstition and by writing against you to convince you of your Foolries Fopperies and Chimerical Fancies Yet for all this are you not ashamed of your Abominations and Filthiness Thus since you shut your Ears against the word of manifast Truth and the Kingdom of Heaven against the whole World denying the principles of sure and unquestionable Faith we desire none of your Converse for there can be no Fellowship betwixt Light and Darkness nor between God and Belial for they that are wilfully filthy will be filthy still neither can we send you any answer fitter than that the Grecian Church sent to Pope John 23. when he wrot to them to bow and submit to him as to their Terrestial God and Infalible Supream We do assuredly said they acknowledge your high Power over your Subjects but we cannot abid your high Pride we cannot quench your gridy Covetousness The Devil is with you but God is with us Thus with the Eastern Churches we must leave you and let you alone Yet with the Prophet will we wa●l over you and cry out We would have Healed Babylon But she is not Healed Remember what the Lord saith Isaiah 50 11. Behold all ye that Kindle a Fire that compass your selves about with Sparks Walk in the Light of your Fire and in the Sparks that ye have kindled This shall ye have of mine hand ye shall ly down in Sorrow Thus not Fearing your Power Curses nor Thunder-bolts of Excumunication nor all the Train of your Infernal Court whilst God is with us we continue still stedfast in that Faith whereof Christ Jesus is both the Foundation and chief Corner Stone who is able to preserve and present us spottless before the Throne of his Grace with exceeding great joy To whom with the Father and Holy-Ghost be ascribed Glory Honour and Praise with Dominion Majesty and Power World without end Amen London Jan. 6th 1689.

A LETTER From His HOLINESS the POPE of ROME To His HIGHNESS the PRINCE OF ORANGE CONTAINING Several Proposals and Overtures of Agreement betwixt the Church of England and the Church of Rome Translated out of Latin for the benefit of all true Protestants Re-printed at Edinburgh Anno 1689. A LETTER from his Holiness the POPE of Rome to his Highness the PRINCE of ORANGE Great PRINCE ALthough the Semi-Circle of Your Highness be at present Elivate above the full Orb of my Holiness I Conjure you by Bell Book and Candle seriously to consider your Proceedings against me and my Catholick Church which as a Lilly among Thorns I lately Planted in England and Scotland and you to the great grief of all the Members of my Sacred Conclave and Zealous Favourites of my Spiritual Court have almost rooted up Call to mind and tremble at my Great Power Prudence and Supremacy and that I am God upon Earth Seventy Seven times greater than the greatest Emperor in the World. Remember what I have done to mighty Monarchs Kings and Puissant Princes whose Glory and high Looks I have laid in the Dust till they have willingly submitted their stubborn Necks to my Iron Yoak and humbly bowed their Heads to salute my holy Feet Did not my Predecessor Pope Gregory the 7th who Poisoned Nine Popes in Thirteen Years space to make way for himself to the Popedome for want of due Worship and Honour Excommunicate and Depose the Emperor Henry both from his Crown and Empire Discharge all his Subject● of their Allegiance and give his Crown to Rodolphus Duke of Swevia till he with his Empress and young Son cloath'd in Sack-cloath came bare Foot in the cold of Winter and begg'd Pardon three days without Access at his Sumptuous Gates Did not Pope Pascal the 2d stir up Henry the 5th to rebel against his Old Father the Emperor who by the assistance of his Holiness beat him from his Empire so that he lived and dy'd miserable and lay five Years above ground without burying at the Pope's command Did not Pope Alexander the 3d. put his Foot upon the Emperor Frederick's Neck and tread upon him as he had been a Dog Did not Pope Celestine the 3d. Crown the Emperor Henry the 6th and his Empress Constantina with his Feet and throwing off the Crowns with his Toe say I have Power to make and unmake Kings and Emperors Did not Adrian the 4th fall out with the Emperor Frederick for holding his wrong Stirrup and would not Crown him for three days till he begg'd his Holiness pardon Did not Clement the 5th cause his Hangman to take Francis Dandalus a Venetian Duke bind him with Chains and throw him under his Table to gnaw Bones with his Dogs Did not Innocent the 4th call Henry the 3d. King of England his Vassal Slave and Page whom at pleasure he might Imprison and put to open shame Did not Pope Benedict the 9th send to France the two Sons of Charlemain with their Mother Birtha the Widow Queen who humbly brought them to his Holiness to be Crown'd where with the poor King of Lombardy and his Wife and Children they were kept in Prison till the day of their death for disobliging their Uncle the Emperor Charles the Popes special Friend and great Favourite The Cries of poor Widows and Orphans I value no more than the cackling of Hens Blood and Wounds are my daily Delight Murthers Battles Treasons Conspiracies and the turning of Kingdoms up-side down are to me but ordinary Recreations and May-Games With my Tail or Cynosure I drew the Stars of Heaven backwards and throw them to the Earth I bewitch the World with Signs and lying Wonders and perswade people out of their Senses to believe that I can Make Worship and Eat an Immortal Deity of ordinary Bread. How many Princes have I poysoned in my Sacrament which my Emissaries have Transubstantiate into a Devil rather than a God. How many Kingdoms have I ruin'd How many Common-wealths have I overturned How many Cities have I razed And how many Millions of Christians have I sacrificed to my vindictive Power and Greatness And dare you Cope with me Remember what I did to John King of England whom my holy Monk Stephan poisoned in Lincoln-shi●e Come then to me in a humble manner as to God's Deput Christ's Vicar and St. Peter's Successor and restore all my Church-Lands which my Ancestors have for several Generations purloined from Kings and Princes for the sanctified Use of the holy Chair and swear fealtly to me as to your Supream-Head and holy Father and I will be reconciled to you and all English-Men Yea tho' Peter King of Arragon willingly bought his Salvation from Pope Innocent the 3d. at the rate of his Crown and Kingdom I will freely pardon you all your Sins past present and to come And for your unruly Rabble that indigested lump of Ignorance and percipitancy I will have compassion on them and send them as many old useless Merits and Works of Supererogation as would laden a Spanish Armado which will send them in a perpendicular line to Heaven without touching at Purgatory And to ingratiate my self further in the Kingdom of England's Favour I will Licentiate your Ladies of pleasure in London and all Females in general there to Whore pick pockets for a Julio or Six pence a week which is no more than my own Order of Harlots pay at Rome and all Italy over And to all Men within the Walls of London and Westminster I will freely give Liberty to be as intimate with their Neighbours Wives as ever Pope Hildebrand was with Mathilda the Marquess of East's Lady Or Pope Alexander the 6th was with his own Daughter Lucretia And in one Word I will let the Inhabitants of the whole Isle of Britain fulfil their Hearts desire in all kind of Villanies and Abominations without sinning For as Bellarm. tells you I can make that which is Sin no Sin and that which is no Sin Sin. But if you will not submit your self nor humble your Highness to my Holyness then will I cloath my self with cursing and take the Thunderbolt of Excommunication in my mouth with the Sword of Supremacy I will cut asunder the Cords of Unity and with the breath of my mouth will I dissipate the peace of all Nations I will incense my Rebellious first born His most Christian Majesty of FRANCE to invade your Territories burn you● Cities put your Males to the edge of the Sword and rip up your Women with Child without pitty or compassion as he lately served your Tribe in his own Kingdom And as I once served the Waldenses and Albigenses I will privately contrive your overthrow by my desperate Jesuites Monks and Friers whom I will after Death Canonize for Murther Mischief and Conspiracy I will found an Order of Irish Cut-Throats men mighty for Mischief who will divide the Wind-pipes of all Protestants and substract breath from their whole Bodies They shall dig as deep