Nothing Gold Can Stay

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 goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Next 10 Poems

• Robert Frost : Now Close The Windows
• Robert Frost : October
• Robert Frost : On A Tree Fallen Across The Road
• Robert Frost : On Going Unnoticed
• Robert Frost : On Looking Up By Chance At The Constellations
• Robert Frost : Once By The Pacific
• Robert Frost : One Step Backward Taken
• Robert Frost : Onset, The
• Robert Frost : Our Singing Strength
• Robert Frost : Out, Out-

Previous 10 Poems

• Robert Frost : Not To Keep
• Robert Frost : Never Again Would Bird's Song Be The Same
• Robert Frost : Neither Out Far Nor In Deep
• Robert Frost : Need Of Being Versed In Country Things, The
• Robert Frost : My November Guest
• Robert Frost : My Butterfly
• Robert Frost : Mowing
• Robert Frost : Mountain, The
• Robert Frost : Misgiving
• Robert Frost : Mending Wall