Poem by Robert Lee Frost

Nothing Gold Can Stay

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.

1. The Sound of the Trees
2. The Housekeeper
3. Love and a Question
4. On a Tree Fallen Across the Road
5. Acceptance

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