We behold her at work incessantly.

One is a fish to her hook; another a moth to her light.

By the various arts at her disposal she will have us, unless early in life we tear away the creature's coloured gauzes and penetrate to her absurdly simple mechanism.

That done, we may, if we please, dominate her.

High priests of every religion have successively denounced her as the chief enemy.
To subdue and bid her minister to our satisfaction is therefore a right employment of man's unperverted superior strength.