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Robert Frost
March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco
Nothing Gold Can Stay
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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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