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    Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas

    WAO TeamBy WAO TeamAugust 26, 2024No Comments2 Mins Read
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    Written by Welsh poet Dylan Thomas, Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night talks about the theme of death and how it is inevitable. The poem is written in 1951 and talks about resistance against death and the struggle for life. Dylan Thomas is a renowned poet for his poetic style and rich imagery. Born in 1914, Thomas’ works often reflect his emotional experiences and fascination with death and life.

    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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