Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Harold Monro . Innocent . Harmless ! He shall be burnt in Hell , I vow . Caustic . Though Hell be but a figment of the brain ? Joseph . Jehovah comes to vengeance even now . Geoffrey . I sing for ever, though I sing in vain . John . Still , still I seek Him : all of you are wrong . He must exist . I cannot understand Why He withholds His countenance so long . Farewell . Joscelyn . Stay ! See , Bernardo is at hand . John . Bernardo ! Joy ! Come , herald of the dawn , Renowned Bernardo , whom men call the true ! The cloud shall lift . The veil shall be withdrawn . Hail , prophet , bail ! My spirit yearns for you . ( Bernardo enters . All Hail ! Hail ! John . Oh , learned master , solve our grief ! By whom were we uplifted from the sod ? We lean upon thy wisdom : tell us brief , Who , who is God ? Bernardo . God ? God ! There is no GOD . 146