{"id":269,"date":"2015-06-07T12:13:48","date_gmt":"2015-06-07T12:13:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ef.panicola.com\/?p=269"},"modified":"2015-06-07T12:13:48","modified_gmt":"2015-06-07T12:13:48","slug":"dylan-thomas-do-not-go-gentle-into-that-good-night","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ef.panicola.com\/?p=269","title":{"rendered":"Dylan Thomas: Do not go gentle into that good night"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>http:\/\/www.poets.org\/poetsorg\/poem\/do-not-go-gentle-good-night<\/p>\n<div class=\"inner-wrapper\">\n<div class=\"absolute-content\">\n<div id=\"poem-content-wrapper\">\n<div id=\"poem-content\">\n<h1 id=\"page-title\" class=\"page__title title\">Do not go gentle into that good night<\/h1>\n<div class=\"view view-poems view-id-poems view-display-id-poem_author_dob_dod view-dom-id-6540ca6e93c903494766c25572022025\">\n<div class=\"view-content\">\n<div class=\"views-row views-row-1 views-row-odd views-row-first views-row-last clearfix\">\n<div class=\"views-field views-field-nothing\">\n<h2 class=\"subheading\"><span class=\"node-title\">Dylan Thomas<\/span>, <span class=\"date-display-single\">1914<\/span> &#8211; <span class=\"date-display-single\">1953<\/span><\/h2>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"field field-name-body field-type-text-with-summary field-label-hidden\">\n<div class=\"field-items\">\n<div class=\"field-item even\">\n<p>Do not go gentle into that good night,<br \/>\nOld age should burn and rave at close of day;<br \/>\nRage, rage against the dying of the light.<\/p>\n<p>Though wise men at their end know dark is right,<br \/>\nBecause their words had forked no lightning they<br \/>\nDo not go gentle into that good night.<\/p>\n<p>Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright<br \/>\nTheir frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,<br \/>\nRage, rage against the dying of the light.<\/p>\n<p>Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,<br \/>\nAnd learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,<br \/>\nDo not go gentle into that good night.<\/p>\n<p>Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight<br \/>\nBlind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,<br \/>\nRage, rage against the dying of the light.<\/p>\n<p>And you, my father, there on the sad height,<br \/>\nCurse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.<br \/>\nDo not go gentle into that good night.<br \/>\nRage, rage against the dying of the light.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"poem-credit\">\n<div class=\"field field-name-field-credit field-type-text-long field-label-hidden\">\n<div class=\"field-items\">\n<div class=\"field-item even\">\n<p>From <i>The Poems of Dylan Thomas<\/i>, published by New Directions. Copyright \u00a9 1952, 1953 Dylan Thomas. Copyright \u00a9 1937, 1945, 1955, 1962, 1966, 1967 the Trustees for the Copyrights of Dylan Thomas. Copyright \u00a9 1938, 1939, 1943, 1946, 1971 New Directions Publishing Corp. Used with permission.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>http:\/\/www.poets.org\/poetsorg\/poem\/do-not-go-gentle-good-night Do not go gentle into that good night Dylan Thomas, 1914 &#8211; 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. 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