Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

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Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night is a poem by Dylan Thomas. Famously quoted in Interstellar and other movies.

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Do not go gentle into that good night
Dylan Thomas – 1914-1953

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.


Do not go gentle into that good night Home 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 The wise men at their end no 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 free all 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 learned 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 Knew 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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