Nothing Gold Can Stay
by Robert Lee Frost
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.
What is Robert Lee Frost’s view of life and death. Does he believe in an immortal soul?
Refer to lines in the poem to support your view.
