Tho when her ways he could no more descry, But to and fro at disaventure strayd; Like as a ship, whose lodestarre, suddenly Covered with cloudes, her pilot hath dismayd

This was the race / To sway the world, and land and sea subdue.

Together these feelings may adversely affect the genuineness of the feedback.

She replied, When did I ever tell you a lie ? I am in earnest.