Jerusalem the golden! 
        With milk and honey blest,
     Beneath thy contemplation
        Sink heart and voice opprest;
     I know not, oh, I know not
        What social joys are there,
     What radiancy of glory,
        What light beyond compare;
     And when I fain would sing them,
        My spirit fails and faints,
     And vainly would it image
        The assembly of the Saints. 
     They stand, those halls of Syon,
        All jubilant with song,
     And bright with many an Angel,
        And many a Martyr throng;
     The Prince is ever in them,
        The light is aye serene;
     The Pastures of the Blessed
        Are decked in glorious sheen;
     There is the Throne of David,
        And there, from toil released,
     The shout of them that triumph,
        The song of them that feast;
     And they, beneath their Leader,
        Who conquered in the fight,
     For ever and for ever
        Are clad in robes of white. 
     Jerusalem the glorious! 
        The glory of the elect,
     O dear and future vision
        That eager hearts expect: 
     Ev’n now by faith I see thee,
        Ev’n here thy walls discern;
     To thee my thoughts are kindled
        And strive and pant and yearn: 
     Jerusalem the onely,
        That look’st from Heav’n below,
     In thee is all my glory,
        In me is all my woe: 
     And though my body may not,
        My spirit seeks thee fain;
     Till flesh and earth return me
        To earth and flesh again. 
     O Land that seest no sorrow! 
        O State that fear’st no strife! 
     O princely bowers!  O Land of flowers! 
        O realm and Home of Life!

JULIANA BERNERS

(Fifteenth Century)

About the year 1475 one William Caxton, a prosperous English wool merchant of good standing and repute, began printing books.  The art which he introduced into his native country was quickly taken up by others; first, it seems, by certain monks at St. Albans, and shortly afterward by Wynkyn de Worde, who had been an apprentice to Caxton.  In 1486 the press at St. Albans issued two books printed in English, of which one was entitled ‘The Boke of St. Albans.’  Of this volume only three perfect copies are known to exist.  It is a compilation of treatises on hawking, on hunting, and on heraldry, and contained but little evidence as to their authorship.  Ten years later Wynkyn de Worde reprinted the work with additions, under the following elaborate title, in the fashion of the time:—­’Treatyse perteynynge to Hawkynge, Huntynge, and Fysshynge with an Angle; also a right noble Treatyse on the Lynage of Coote Armeris; ending with a Treatyse which specyfyeth of Blasyng of Armys.’

[Illustration:  JULIANA BERNERS]