Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Dylan Thomas
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Dylan Thomas
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Dylan Thomas
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Dylan Thomas
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Dylan Thomas
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
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And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Dylan Thomas
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Dylan Thomas
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Dylan Thomas
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
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Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Dylan Thomas
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
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