THE PROTESTANTS Wonderment, OR, A strange and unheard of Oraison put up by the Papists, found in the pocket of Captain James Rauley, a rebel in Ireland:  
Sent from Dublin, in a Letter of Note by Captain Edmond Hippisley, to Sir John Hippisley Knight, a Member of the House of Commons.  
LONDON, Printed for John Frank, and are to be sold at his shop next door to the King's head in Fleetstreet, 1642.   

Sir,  
THe Lord of Antrim is not in the Rebellion as yet, but is much mistrusted, he will be by reason he is now gone to the County of Kildare, where at the first this business was begun: the Rebels would willingly come in: if they could but once hear of a Proclamation, that they should have the liberty of their Conscience, for some such thing they much expect, if they be not mistaken of their aim.  
Sir, this Prayer I took out of a rebel's pocket that I killed, one James Rauley, a captain of the Rebels, who cried for quarter, when I had sheathed my sword in his bowels, fearing that I should be 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 carry it about him, shall be safe from fire, water, and skirmish of battle, and also from noisome haunting of spirits. Moreover, whosoever shall say a Pater, Ave, and Creed, daily to the honour of holy and miraculous Virgin Mary, she will visably show herself unto him three times before his death.  

O Most sweet Lord Jesus Christ, only Son of the omnipotent Father, God of Angels, and only 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 intercess for me a miserable sinner to thy well-beloved Son. O chaste and honourable woman, thou art the Mother of Angels and Archangels, help me from all present evils, and all to come. O flower of patriarchs. O shining brightness 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 me at the trembling time of my death, when my soul shall be separated from my body, whereby I may see myself in overlasting glory by him. O flower and sweetest foundation of all sweetness. O star of Christ. O haven of health. O Queen of penitent offenders, hope of the faithful Archangels, thou whose conversation is the only recreation of the Angels and Archangels. O most honourable Lady of all sweetness and fortitude, thou art the most wholesomest medicine of all sores. Thou are the labour of all virtues, through thee do ever Angels and Archangels rejoice. O Mother of mercy look on me with thine own merciful eyes. And I commit me to thy most blessed arms, to inspire my soul and body, and my thoughts, so thus it pleaseth thee and thine own beloved son Jesus Christ.   

Pater, Ave, and Creed.  
MOst glorious Virgin, let thy flowing grace defend me from the danger of each place, grant that thy merits once may make me rise from tomb, above the spangled crystal sky, grant to my country, I may so well end, that I may praise thee eternally.   
AMEN.   

I found this in the pocket of a Captain of the Rebels, Captain James Rauley.  
FINIS.