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Do not go gentle into that good night, | Do not go gentle into that good night, | ||
Old age should burn and rave at close of day; | Old age should burn and rave at close of day; | ||
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. | Rage, rage against the dying of the light. | ||
Though wise men at their end know dark is right, | Though wise men at their end know dark is right, | ||
Because their words had forked no lightning they | Because their words had forked no lightning they | ||
Do not go gentle into that good night. | Do not go gentle into that good night. | ||
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright | Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright | ||
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, | Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, | ||
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. | Rage, rage against the dying of the light. | ||
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, | Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, | ||
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, | And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, | ||
Do not go gentle into that good night. | Do not go gentle into that good night. | ||
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight | Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight | ||
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, | Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, | ||
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. | Rage, rage against the dying of the light. | ||
And you, my father, there on the sad height, | And you, my father, there on the sad height, | ||
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. | Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. | ||
Do not go gentle into that good night. | Do not go gentle into that good night. | ||
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. | Rage, rage against the dying of the light. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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Latest revision as of 16:35, 31 May 2010
| Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night written by Dylan Thomas |
| 1952. | Link to further information |
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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