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.
- Robert Frost
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- Brat Farrar (
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Poem: Nothing Gold Can Stay
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.
- Robert Frost
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St. Crispin's Day
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Poem: Range-Finding
- Robert Frost The battle rent a cobweb diamond-strung And cut a flower beside a ground bird's nest Before it stained a single human breast.…
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