Nature's first green is gold Her hardest hue to hold The early leaf's a flower But only for an hour So leaf goes down to leaf; So Eden sank to grief. So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
-- Robert Frost from memory, hopefully reasonably accurate.
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Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
The early leaf's a flower
But only for an hour
So leaf goes down to leaf;
So Eden sank to grief.
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
-- Robert Frost
from memory, hopefully reasonably accurate.