Nothing Gold Can Stay

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Nothing Gold Can Stay - Poem by Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold,


Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.

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