The Poetry Corner

By-And-By.

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

"By-and-by," the maiden sighed - "by-and-by He will claim me for his bride, Hope is strong and time is fleet; Youth is fair, and love is sweet, Clouds will pass that fleck my sky. He will come back by-and-by - by-and-by." "By-and-by," the soldier said - "by-and-by, After I have fought and bled, I shall go home from the wars, Crowned with glory, seamed with scars. Joy will flash from some one's eye When she greets me by-and-by - by-and-by." "By-and-by," the mother cried - "by-and-by, Strong and sturdy at my side, Like a staff supporting me, Will my bonnie baby be. Break my rest, then, wail and cry - Thou'lt repay me by-and-by - by-and-by." Fleeting years of time have sped - hurried by - Still the maiden is unwed; All unknown the soldier lies, Buried under alien skies; And the son, with blood-shot eye Saw his mother starve and die. God in Heaven! dost Thou on high, Keep the promised by-and-by - by-and-by?