Nothing easier than to say, Have no fear! Nothing more difficult. How does one
fear, I wonder? How do you
a spectre through the heart,
off its spectral head,
it by its spectral throat? It is an enterprise you
into while you dream, and are glad to make your escape with
and every limb shaking. The
is not run, the
not forged, the man not born; even the winged words of truth drop at your feet like lumps of lead. You require for such a desperate encounter an enchanted and poisoned
dipped in a lie too subtle to be found on earth. An enterprise for a dream, my masters!