The old gate is now turned into a tavern, called _Old Jerusalem Tavern_, and inside may still be seen some interesting relics of the former days of the gate, when it was the chief entrance to the priory of one of the most powerful religious bodies in Europe. Who can look upon such a relic without being reminded of the great spirit of chivalry, that strange compound of barbarity and courtesy; of the crusades, and the great changes which have taken place since the time of the prosperous days of the old priory? and we cannot but feel thankful that we live in a happier, less troubled, and more enlightened age; and as we gaze upon the grim old gate, think of the words of Shakspeare: ‘To what base uses may we return.’ ’TWIXT DAYBREAK AND DAYLIGHT. The glint and glimmer of the daybreak shows In the fast-reddening east; the sable clouds With roseate streaks and golden threads are lined; And the first early cock, awakening, rings His shrill clear challenge on the breaking morn! A voiceless stir of many murmurings, From woodland, hill, and dale, and meadow, tells The flight of slumber: now the cricket chirps Amid the barley, and the skylark plumes His wing for early rising; passes by The milkmaid to the pasture; and the farm Grows noisy with the many-varied sounds Of rustic labour, telling that hath fled The drowsy sweet forgetfulness of night! Shadows of dreamland pass from earth away Into the mystic world of things unseen; The stern necessities of daily life Again their round commence, as, one by one, Toilers awaken to the coming day! * * * * * Printed and Published by W. & R. CHAMBERS, 47 Paternoster Row, LONDON, and 339 High Street, EDINBURGH. * * * * * _All Rights Reserved._