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Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night - Poem 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 that 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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  • Vanidia Ogega 10/21/2020 3:27:00 AM

    From birth till old age we should rage rage against the dying of the light. I can taste the consonants in the poem Dylan used this so craftily for rhyme and remembrance. Reply

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  • Bruce Wad 10/12/2020 6:40:00 AM

    Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
    When the time comes I should hope to rage as Dylan Thomas urges. He was such a descriptive writer it is easy to commend his work. It might be too long to post here but Under Milkwood is a must for any lover of poetry.
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    Vanidia Ogega (10/21/2020 3:30:00 AM)

    'And you, my father, there on that sad height,
    Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.'
    how best can you translate this?
    Do 'fierce tears ' stand for regrets the father had or the lifetime experience?

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Night Poems
  1. 1. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
    Dylan Thomas
  2. 2. Acquainted With The Night
    Robert Frost
  3. 3. Last Night I Dreamed Of Chickens
    Jack Prelutsky
  4. 4. A Night Thought
    William Wordsworth
  5. 5. Good-Night
    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  6. 6. A Night-Piece
    William Wordsworth
  7. 7. Night Funeral In Harlem
    Langston Hughes
  8. 8. An Old Man's Winter Night
    Robert Frost
  9. 9. Big Night On The Town
    Charles Bukowski
  10. 10. Night
    William Blake
  11. 11. A Winter Night
    Sara Teasdale
  12. 12. Last Night As I Was Sleeping
    Antonio Machado
  13. 13. A Winter Night
    Robert Burns
  14. 14. Flying At Night
    Ted Kooser
  15. 15. Winter Night
    Boris Pasternak
  16. 16. In The Secular Night
    Margaret Atwood
  17. 17. Night Poem
    Margaret Atwood
  18. 18. Poem Of Night
    Galway Kinnell
  19. 19. Last Night I Drove A Car
    Gregory Corso
  20. 20. The Night In Isla Negra
    Pablo Neruda
  21. 21. My Spectre Around Me Night And Day
    William Blake
  22. 22. A Sleepless Night
    Philip Levine
  23. 23. Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing..
    Allen Ginsberg
  24. 24. Awake At Night
    Matsuo Basho
  25. 25. Meeting At Night
    Robert Browning
  26. 26. The Night I Was Going To Die
    Charles Bukowski
  27. 27. Night Journey
    Theodore Roethke
  28. 28. Ships That Pass In The Night
    Paul Laurence Dunbar
  29. 29. Quiet Night Thoughts
    Li Po
  30. 30. A Night-Rain In Summer
    James Henry Leigh Hunt
  31. 31. Night-Night (Children)
    C.J. Heck
  32. 32. Any Night
    Philip Levine
  33. 33. Dying! Dying In The Night!
    Emily Dickinson
  34. 34. Thoughts In A Tranquil Night
    Li Po
  35. 35. Silent, Silent Night
    William Blake
  36. 36. To Night
    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  37. 37. A Cool Fall Night
    Matsuo Basho
  38. 38. A Night&Mdash;There Lay The Days Between
    Emily Dickinson
  39. 39. By Night When Others Soundly Slept
    Anne Bradstreet
  40. 40. As One Who Having Wandered All Night Long
    Robert Louis Stevenson
  41. 41. At Night On The High Seas
    Hermann Hesse
  42. 42. December Night
    William Stanley Merwin
  43. 43. Sonnet Lxvi: The Night-Flood Rakes
    Charlotte Smith
  44. 44. The Woods At Night
    May Swenson
  45. 45. On The Beach At Night
    Walt Whitman
  46. 46. Lonesome Night
    Hermann Hesse
  47. 47. Thinking Of A Friend At Night
    Hermann Hesse
  48. 48. Night
    Percy Bysshe Shelley
  49. 49. At The Mid Hour Of Night
    Thomas Moore
  50. 50. A November Night
    Sara Teasdale

Night Poems

  1. Good-Night

    Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill Which severs those it should unite; Let us remain together still, Then it will be good night. How can I call the lone night good, Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight? Be it not said, thought, understood -- Then it will be -- good night. To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light, The night is good; because, my love, They never say good-night.

  2. A Night Thought

    Lo! where the Moon along the sky Sails with her happy destiny; Oft is she hid from mortal eye Or dimly seen, But when the clouds asunder fly How bright her mien! Far different we--a froward race, Thousands though rich in Fortune's grace With cherished sullenness of pace Their way pursue, Ingrates who wear a smileless face The whole year through. If kindred humours e'er would make My spirit droop for drooping's sake, From Fancy following in thy wake, Bright ship of heaven! A counter impulse let me take And be forgiven.

  3. Acquainted With The Night

    I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street, But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, One luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night.

  4. Last Night I Dreamed Of Chickens

    Last night I dreamed of chickens, there were chickens everywhere, they were standing on my stomach, they were nesting in my hair, they were pecking at my pillow, they were hopping on my head, they were ruffling up their feathers as they raced about my bed. They were on the chairs and tables, they were on the chandeliers, they were roosting in the corners, they were clucking in my ears, there were chickens, chickens, chickens for as far as I could see... when I woke today, I noticed there were eggs on top of me.