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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A GRAVE IN CHRIST-CHURCH, HANTS by OSCAR FAY ADAMS THE ORGANIST by KATHARINE LEE BATES HARMONIES OF THE EVENING by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE THE LAST MAN: ANTICIPATION OF EVIL TIDINGS by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES LOVE'S MELODY by BARBARA MARIE BOOTH A GIRL'S SONG IN THE WILDERNESS by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH SPEAK OF THE NORTH by CHARLOTTE BRONTE |