Do not go gentle into that good night

by Dylan Thomas

• 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.

From The Poems of Dylan Thomas, published by New Directions.

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