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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 gold can stay.
~ Robert Frost
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I am in awe of this glass artwork and plan to visit the Corning Museum exhibit soon! Thanks for making us aware of our local pioneers.