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New Hampshire, A Poem; with Notes and Grace Notes

NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY

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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.

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