C. Thomas Howell
dit le poème
de Robert Frost "Nothing gold can stay".
Source : Fine stagione
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.
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.
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