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“Nothing Gold Can Stay” by Robert Frost 🇺🇸 (26 Mar 187429 Jan 1963)
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.