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
the ordinances of the Lord are true
all of them just
they are more precious than gold
than a heap of purest gold
Psalm 19
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