..., the shape of old Walter Gascoigne stalked drearily away, because his gloom, symbolic of all earthly sorrow, might no longer abide there, now that the darkest riddle of humanity was read. I. McLellan , Jun. Here, in the ray of morn and eve, Gleams the white stone, that bears his name; While far away, beneath the sea, Is sepulchred his frame. But here, with solemn step, may come Affection, wit...