“The kind of lie Sir Walter Raleigh meditates, when he addresses his soul. ‘The truth shall be thy warrant. Go, since I needs must die. And give the world the lie. Say to the court it glows, and shines like rotten wood. Say to the church it shows, what’s good and doth no good. If Church and Court reply, then give them both the lie.’ That sort of thing, only slightly different.”
