When fiction rises pleasing to the eye,
Men will believe, because they love the lie;
But truth herself, if clouded with a frown,
Must have some solemn proof to pass her down.
CHURCHILL: _Epis. to Hogarth,_ Line 291.
And truth severe, by fairy fiction drest.
GRAY: _The Bard,_ Pt. iii., St. 3.