THE POPE'S LETTER, TO Madam Cellier In Relation to her great Sufferings For the Catholic Cause, And likewise Madam Celliers Lamentation standing ON THE PILLORY, AND Also the Pope's Commission to Madam Celliers, for several places of honour for her so well managing the Affair on her part hitherto, and if she receive Martyrdom by the Heretics, a Canonization or Saintship among the other holy Saints.  
DEAR DAUGHTER,  
HAving Received an Account from the Provincial of the Jesuits residing here in Rome, how great and glorions an Instrument you have been in promoting the Holy-Cause, and how very active you have showed yourself, and of your great sufferings almost to Martyrdom; I find myself bound to take notice thereof; and to send you these under the Seal of the Fisher, to encourage your Zeal, and to strengthen and provoke you to go on in so righteous a Cause. Fear not therefore what man can do unto you: be Bold, Confident, Courageous, faint not under the work; for I have ordered many hands to help you, and to dispose of the Issue you shall bring into the World. Tho as yet the success has not answered ours nor your Expectations, yet I am glad to find you have still no small hopes of bringing about your great Design, in setting up our true Religion, and in pulling down the Heretical; which is an Attempt as difficult as it is good and meritorious, and therefore you are to make use of all manner of ways to bring about so great a work. Though some Instruments have proved false and wicked, and are become Traitors to us and the Cause, be not troubled so long as our Coffers are full, and open, to be employed for the procuring others; you shall not want them nor money for the carrying on what we have so fairly begun. We give you therefore leave and authority, both to speak and write in the Church, and to do and say what you and they whom we have assigned of your Council, shall think sit or convenient; and by the power granted to us in Heaven and Earth, we do authorize all you shall say or publish, to be Truth, and do absolve your Conscience from all Scruples, though you did believe or know the contrary; for by the unbounded power granted us, as the Head of the Church, we do give you full Absolution in these matters. And for that end, we have sent Indulgences both for lying and Perjury, free and without the usual Fees. We have also of our great benignity, sent you a free pardon for all your sins past, from the hour of your Birth, to the day of the date thereof; be they of what Nature or Complexion soever; and also that you may to the hour of your Death, be as innocent as the Child unborn. ●e do also send you Indulgence for five thousand years yet to come, and have given order to my dear beloved Sons the Jesuits, to give you Absolution for all your Sins whatsoever constantly and without Penance; that you may not want Encouragement or be slack in the holy Cause. We have also Dear Daughter, sent you a blank Commission, to be either Abbess of any one of the Richest Nunneries in England, when they come into our Hands; which you shall choose, or think convenient; but if you shall prefer Temporal preferment to Spiritual, I have also sent you a Commission for to create you a Countess, under what Title you shall choose, and twenty thousand pounds of yearly Rent out of the Estates of the Capital Heretics, whom yond shall find guilty of the same. And for a farther additional Honour, and in honourable memory of your former Professions, we Create you Procuress and Midwife-General, and a Fee to be received from all of those Professions in England, and Wales, by you at their first admission, they receiving only their authority from you for the same; which we make, confirm and ratify to be legal and authentic. And Dear Daughter, that we may yet farther stir you up and confirm you in your ●ealous work, we do promise you an immortal Crown after this Life, and if you should obtain that of Martyrdom among the wicked Heretics we do promise you to engrave your Name among the other blessed Martyrs and Confessors, who have suffered by the Heretics, in England; and also we do further promise you Canonization or Saintship among the holy Saints and Martyrs who have lately suffered in England, as St. Coleman, St. Ireland, St. Gawen and the rest; and to be equal in Fame and esteem with St. Joan of Arque, that great Championess for the Cause that Mall of English-Hereticks. All these things considered, we hope Dear Daughter, that you will strenuously endeavour by all manner of ways and means to promote the Cause, and not to let your heart fail you, though your Adversaries have published many disgraceful things of you, while you were a Sinner, but we have already denounce the Anathausas against them, and have given order to my Sons, the Dominican Priests in England to make use of the solemn Rite of Cursing them with Bell, Book and Candle; and we have also pronouneed all they have said, or shall say against you, or that is any way contrary derogatory to your Honour, Reputation, Modesty, Life or good Name, to be all wicked Lies and abominable invention, malice, and despite, and that my dear Sons the Jesuits and Priests of what Order soever, and the Lay Sons of the Church, to endeavour all they can to make it so to be taken and believed. And likewise on the other side, I do confirm all you shall write and publish concerning your own Life and Transactions, or in Vindication of your Honour, Modesty and Innocency, to be true and undoubted as the Gospel; and likewise all that you shall say or relate, concerning your Adversaries, or others, or whatever you shall Print or make known to the world by the help or advice of one or more of my dear Sons, to be true Scripture, undoubted and authentic in every Paragraph, Sentence, Line and Word, and that they also beforementioned, 'Cause it to be believed and taken. We also have ordered our Sons, the Franciscans, to preserve the Meal-Tub, in which lay hid the Design of the holy Cause, among their chiefest Relics, and have also bestowed on it the Authority of doing of Miracles, and that the Meal therein should never be consumed, though all the Priests in England should make Cakes thereof, every day that shall be assigned to your Saint-ship; and we have ordered this Relic to be enshrined, and to be called the Holy Meal-Tub, with St. Colemans' Halter, and that our Sons may have full power and authority to exercise pias, fraudis or any other manner of deceits, to cause the same to be believed, and to be had in esteem and Veneration, and that the same be also entered into the Legend of Reliquys and Miracles. All this Dear Daughter, have we done for your encouragement, and therefore we hope you will proceed in that forward and notorious dexterity, you have hitherto showed for the holy Cause, and that you will not be afraid boldly to affront the Heretics, from the greatest to the least; nor fear what they can be able to do unto you; neither their Prisons, their Whips, Pillories, or Halters, for we can exalt you above all, and make you live Righteous, Just, Holy, and a Saint for ever, notwithstanding they should Condemn you as Infamous, and Traitress to your King and Country. And we do engage to you, if ever we do get up again in England, we will not spare the Cockatrices, but crush them so, they shall never more be able to rise; we will exercise full power and authority, and root out all manner of Heretics Root and Branch, and will have no pity or commiseration, but new plant and slack that Land with new powers and Forces from abroad, so as they shall never be able to pull their Necks out of the Yoke we have prepared for them. Therefore Dear Daughter fear not to follow the Dictates of my dear and venerable Sons the Jesuits, whom I have ordered to direct, advise and instruct you from time to time, whose careful Instructions I desire you constantly to follow, and to go on as you have begun; for the prosperity of these your holy and pious undertake, and for the encouragement of your endeavours, we here send you our Fatherly Benediction. From the Vatican the first of August 1680. Sealed with the Seal of the Fisher.   

Madam CELLIERS LAMENTATION Standing on the PILLORY.  

HArk to my Lamentable Ditty,  
You Popelings of both Town and City;  
Of my Sufferings take some Pity,  
For Heriticks assault me.   

They do not think that 'tis enough  
To see me with a Wooden Ruff,  
For Writing Treason and such stuff;  
But they with Stones must pelt me.   

But let them fling and fling again,  
Though I schriek out, and feel no pain;  
Whilst on me Showers of Stones like Rain,  
Did make my Armour rattle.   

For like a Championess I came  
Not armed with Modesty, and Shame,  
But clasped about with Armed Frame,  
Prepared for the Battle.   

Upon my Head I had a Case,  
A Blinding Board before my Face,  
Such as before Wild Cows they place,  
To keep my Nose from ●uffit.   

The Shed kept of the falling Storm,  
The Dirt and Stones did me no harm,  
I had against them got a Charm;  
And laughed whilst they did Cuff it.   

Apples and Eggs and Marrowbones,  
Dirt and Dung and pebble-stones,  
The wicked Rogues fling for the nonce,  
Which I put in my Pocket.   

For Stones I Veneration had,  
Loved them till Dangerfield grew mad,  
Those given by many a Lusty Lad;  
I cherished under Placket.   

But these hard Stones I carry home,  
With Brick-Batty, Tiles, and lumps of Loom,  
Which shall est soon be sent to Rome,  
There to be Sanctified.   

For I do know my Father Pope  
Will lay them up with Coleman's Rope,  
To be a Saint I still do hope  
Though by the Pox I died.   

A Fart for all the Rogues can do,  
I to the Cause will still prove true,  
And to my own dear Meal Tub too;  
If I come off alive.   

In spite of Richardson and Fate,  
All Heretics I still will hate,  
And if Plots thrive again will prate;  
And new Print my Narrative.    

London, Printed by D Mallet, 1680.