by: William Dean Howells
- LD 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.
MORE POEMS BY WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS
"Tomorrow" is reprinted
from Harper's Magazine, Volume 86, Issue 514 (March, 1893).