TO
MISS
BRAND
.
MARY
!
our
Prayer
being
still
the
same
,
A
little
Litany
I
frame
.
The
Wish
,
that
dwells
within
each
breast
,
So
early
form'd
,
so
oft
express'd
,
Is
,
by
the
Muse's
favouring
care
,
At
length
reduc'd
to
Form
of
Prayer
.
Sisters
,
who're
Friends
,
like
you
and
me
,
Perhaps
will
join
our
Litany
;
Whilst
those
,
whose
hearts
know
no
such
love
,
Will
from
our
Mode
,
Dissenters
prove
.