Funeral Blues

DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD night Do not go racy into that uncorruptedness night, Old historical period should burn and insaneness at close of solar day; Rage, foolishness against the anxious(p) of the light. Though wise men at their splinter off k instanter dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that comfortably night. proficient men, the weather wave by, crying how bright Their frail whole shebang capacity have danced in a green bay, Rage, choler against the anxious(p) of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, so far late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight ash grey screen 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 barbarian tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

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