Polska poezja

Wiersze po polsku


Wiersz Nothing Gold Can Stay

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 cold can stay.

1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (No Ratings Yet)
Loading...

Wiersz Nothing Gold Can Stay - Robert Frost