Interest makes all seem reason that leads to it.
From Harmony, from heav'nly Harmony. This universal Frame began.
And plenty makes us poor.
I am devilishly afraid, that's certain; but ... I'll sing, that I may seem valiant.
She feared no danger, for she knew no sin.
Truth is the object of our understanding, as good is of our will; and the understanding can no more be delighted with a lie than the will can choose an apparent evil.