I'm not talking about a "show me other walls of this thing" button, I mean a "stumble" button for wallbase.

A mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.

Who, doomed to go in company with Pain And Fear and Bloodshed,-miserable train!- Turns his necessity to glorious gain.

Poetry is most just to its divine origin, when it administers the comforts and breathes the thoughts of religion.

Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn

We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.

For by superior energies; more strict affiance in each other; faith more firm in their unhallowed principles, the bad have fairly earned a victory over the weak, the vacillating, inconsistent good.