“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.”

“So dawn goes down today... Nothing gold can stay.-- Robert Frost”

“For I shall learn from flower and leaf,That color every drop they hold,To change the lifeless wine of griefTo living gold.”

“I am covered with fine gold," said the Prince, "you must take it off, leaf by leaf, and give it to my poor.”

“If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together, In sad or singing weather, Blown fields or flowerful closes, Green pleasure or grey grief; If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf.”

“the children themselves repaid her griefs with small joys. These joys were so small that they could not be seen, like gold in the sand, and in her bad moments she saw only the griefs, only sand; but there were also good moments, when she saw only joys, only gold.”