Back there on the borderland

                                 ‘He guesses well enough

That back there on the borderland there’s stuff

Not marked on any map their sermons show

—They keep one eye shut just because they know—

Don’t we all know?

At bottom? —that this World in which we draw

Our salaries, make our bows, and keep the law,

This legible, plain universe we use

For waking business, is a thing men choose

By leaving out … well, much; our editing,

(With expurgations) of some larger thing?

Well, then, it stands to reason; go behind

To the archetypal scrawl, and there’ll you find

… Well … variant readings, eh? And it won’t do

Being over dainty there.’

From Canto II, The Queen of Drum,

- CS Lewis

(Note: For some context, I haven't actually read this poem in entirety, but this is The King speaking to his Chancellor, about the Queen having had some kind of "turn" and subsequently speaking to the Archbishop. So, the reference to "sermons", and those who know, isn't intended as one to sermons as we know them now, or some kind of subtle comment by me on those who preach them. It is interesting in that The King and The Chancellor both seem well aware that the clergy of their time didn't disclose all, in the interests of decorum. But what I found more interesting was the acknowledgment that "we all know", that what we see is only a fraction of the whole, and that everyone is "editing" some larger thing. I should perhaps have dropped the first four lines to keep it simpler.)