A realm there is where will must learn to act
Through doubt and danger; where the character,
First wean’d from oversight, must learn to choose.
Then, like a tottering child it yearns to cling
To one whose greater power can for it act.
Its moods determine that to which they cling.
Some girls are giddy:—they embrace a lover.
And some are gloomy:—they beset a priest.
He, like the first, may ply his own designs,
May take advantage of their weaker state,