Then arose Satan, the devil of _Deceit_, who sat next to Lucifer on his left hand, and after turning a frightful visage on the king,--"It is unnecessary for me," he said, "to declare my deeds to you, O lost archangel! or to you, black princes of Destruction! because it was I who struck the first blow which man ever received; and a mighty blow it was, causing him to remain _mortal_, from the beginning of the world to its end. Do you imagine that I, who despoiled the whole world, cannot at present give counsel which will serve for a paltry islet? And cannot I, who cheated _Eve_ in _Paradise_, vanquish _Anne_ in _Britain_? If no natural craft will avail, and continued experience for more than five thousand years, my counsel to you is, to dress up your daughter _Hypocrisy_, to deceive Britain and its queen; you have not a daughter in the world, so useful to you as she; she has more extensive authority and more numerous subjects, than all your other daughters. Was it not through _her_ that I cheated the first woman? It was: and ever from that time she has remained and increased exceedingly upon the earth. At present indeed, the whole vast world is but one _Hypocrisy_; and if it were not for the skill of Hypocrisy, how should any one of us do business in any corner of the world? Because if people were to see _sin_ in its own _color_, and under its own _name_, who would ever come in contact with it? The world would no more do so, than it would embrace the Devil in his infernal shape and garb. If Hypocrisy were not able to disguise her _name_, and the _nature_ of every _evil_, under the similitude of some _good_, and were not able to give some evil nickname to all _goodness_, no one would approach, and no one would covet evil at all. Traverse the whole city of Destruction, and you will see her in every corner. Go to the street of _Pride_, and enquire for an _arrogant man_, or for a pennyworth of _coquetry_, mixed up by Pride; 'woe's me,' says Hypocrisy, 'there is no such thing here; nothing at all I assure you in the whole street but grandeur.' Or go to the street of _Lucre_, and enquire for the house of the _Miser_; fie, there is no such person in it: or for the house of the _murderer_ amongst the physicians: or the house of the _arrant thief_ amongst the drovers, and see how you would fare; you would sooner get into prison for enquiring, than get any body to confess his name. Yes, Hypocrisy creeps between man and his own heart, and conceals every _iniquity_ so craftily, under the name and similitude of some virtue, that she has made every body almost unable to recognise himself. _Avarice_ she will call _economy_. In her language _dissipation_ is _innocent diversion_; _pride_ is _gentility_; a _perverse_ _man _is a _fine manly fellow_; _drunkenness_ is _good fellowship_, and _adultery_ is only the _heat of youth_. On the other hand, if _she_ and her disciples are to be believed, the _devout man_ is