1 here's a líttle miscbief inalcer, That is stearling lialíour bliss, Sketchipg pieturfls of ivetfxy land, Wlneh are never seen in this ; Dashinj; trom onr lipa (he pleasuro Ut' the present, wliile We siyh - You may kriuW Ibis niisehitf maker, For his name is " By and by." II t :■; sitting by our hearth stones, Lttj bis aJy bewitching glance, Whlspering of the cotning hkhiow, As Che sci.-i;'l liours nilvanee; Loiteiint; "n:nl our ealin reilections, Hiiliüg forms ei beauty nigb, - Ile's a sniootb, deceitfnl (ellow, This cnchanter, " By and by." Yon may hnov liiin by liis mincing, By bis careless, spurtive air, Bv Ma sly. obliusive presence That is straying everywhere ; By the trophjea whicb he gathers, AVlicro bis cfieated vlctinis lie, - For a bold, detormiiicil t'ejlow, Js tliis conaueroj, "Byand by, Wlien the calis of duty hauut us, And the present seems to bo All of time that ever mortals Snatched from long eternity; Then a l'aii y hand mmi pninting Pictuves on a distant ky, For a cuncing little artist, Is a l'airy, ': By and by." " By and by." ilie vind is ioginL, l!y and by," the beurt replies, But tïie phantom just before us, Lre e ir;isp it ever flies. I.ist not tothe idle charmer, Scürn the very specious lie ; Only in the fancy livcth Thls deceiver, ' By and by."