Poem by William Dean Howells

Tomorrow

OLD fraud, I know you in that gay disguise,
That air of hope, that promise of surprise:
Beneath your bravery, as you come this way,
I see the sordid presence of Today;
And I shall see there, before you are gone,
All the dull Yesterdays that I have known. 

1. In Earliest Spring
2. The Song the Oriole Sings
3. What Shall It Profit?
4. The Sarcastic Fair
5. Vision

Walter Learned Tomorrow ("With half averted face she stood")

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