Dear fountain of refreshment

To pilgrims far away! Upon the Rock of Ages

They raise thy holy Tower. Thine is the Victor's laurel,

And thine the golden dower. Thou feel'st in mystic rapture, O Bride that know'st no guile, The Prince's sweetest kisses,

The Prince's loveliest smile.
Unfading lilies, bracelets

Of living pearl, thine own;
The Lamb is ever near thee,
The Bridegroom thine alone;
And all thine endless leisure
In sweetest accents sings
The ills that were thy merit,

The joys that are thy King's.

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!

1834

JULIANA BERNERS

(Fifteenth Century)

BOUT 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

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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.'

The authorship of this volume, one of the earliest books printed in the English language, has generally been ascribed to a certain (or uncertain) Juliana Berners, Bernes, or Barnes, who lived in the early part of the fifteenth century, and who is reputed to have been prioress of the Nunnery of Sopwell,-long since in ruins,-near St. Albans, and close to the little river Ver, which still conceals in its quiet pools the speckled trout. If this attribution be correct, Dame Berners was the first woman to write a book in English. Although the question of the authorship is by no means settled, yet it is clear that the printer believed the treatise on hunting to have been written by this lady, and the critics now generally assign a portion at least of the volume to her. In the sixteenth century the book became very popular, and was reprinted many times.

Of the several treatises it contains, that on fishing has the greatest interest, an interest increased by the fact that it probably suggested 'The Compleat Angler' of Izaak Walton, which appeared one hundred and sixty years later.