Or some invader from the class above, }
Who, more presuming, would his passion prove }
By asking less—love only for his love. }
This much experienced aunt her fear express’d,
And dread of old and young, of host and guest.
“Go not, my Fanny, in their way,” she cried; }
“It is not right that virtue should be tried; }
So, to be safe, be ever at my side.” 230}
She was not ever at that side; but still
Observed her precepts, and obey’d her will.