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.
source:https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/148652/nothing-gold-can-stay-5c095cc5ab679
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