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Nature’s Gold

On April 14, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

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.


by Robert Frost


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