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 Gum-Gatherer
2. Place for a Third
3. The Courage to Be New
4. For Once, Then, Something
5. Flower-Gathering

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