 | Poems by John Howard Bryant |  |
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SONNET.
“And Pilate said unto him, What is Truth?”—
John's Gospel.
John's Gospel.
“Canst thou by searching find out God?”—
Job.
Job.
When Pilate asked the question, “What is Truth?”
Earth's mightiest Seer and Teacher answered not.
Could not He answer, whose ethereal thought
Confounded doctors in his callow youth?
Upon this question, still mankind divide,
And have divided, through each passing age.
Philosopher and prophet, saint and sage,
Have failed alike the problem to decide.
Great men have toiled and dreamed through many a year.
And writ huge tomes, the mystery to explain;
Thick on the track of history they appear,
And show how vain the toil, the thought how vain,
For, still unscaled, ascends the Imperial throne,
Where perfect truth abides with God alone.
| Poems by John Howard Bryant | |