Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nothing Gold Can Stay
by: Robert Frost

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 sank down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.


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  1. I love this poem! Simple language, but very powerful in meaning!

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  2. I had to read a lot of Robert Frost last year. As much as I don't like poetry, Frost is way more appealing than most.

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  3. Robert Frost is one of my favorites! I love his imagery so much!

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