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."
Robert Frost, 1923
"Bookends" by Simon and Garfunkel, 1968
Listen to the lyrics, read the poem, and think about innocence and life and maturation and continuation.
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