LETTER XIV.

Miss Prudence B — R — D informs Lady B ETTY , that She has been elected to M ETHODISM by a V ISION .

Hearken, Lady B ETTY , hearken,
To the dismal News I tell;
How your Friends are all embarking,
For the fiery Gulph of Hell.

Brother S IMKIN'S grown a Rakehell,
Cards and dances ev'ry Day.
J ENNY laughs at Tabernacle,
T ABBY R UNT is gone astray,

Blessed I, tho' once rejected,
Like a little wand'ring Sheep;
Who this Morning was elected,
By a Vision in my Sleep:

For I dream'd an Apparition
Came, like R OGER , from Above;
Saying, by Divine Commission
I must fill you full of Love.

Just with R OGER'S Head of Hair on,
R OGER'S Mouth, and pious Smile;
Sweet, methinks, as Beard of A ARON
Dropping down with holy Oil.

I began to fall a kicking,
Panted, struggl'd, strove in vain;
When the Spirit whipt so quick in,
I was cur'd of all my Pain.

First I thought it was the Night-Mare
Lay so heavy on my Breast;
But I found new Joy and Light there,
When with Heav'nly Love possest.

Come again then, Apparition,
Finish what thou hast begun;
R OGER , stay, Thou Soul's Physician,
I with thee my Race will run.

Faith her Chariot has appointed
Now we're stretching for the Goal;
All the Wheels with Grace anointed,
Up to Heav'n to drive my Soul.