DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT 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 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.

明天又要赶个早班，要了命了，休息去了！西部的朋友好好玩！

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• 英诗朗诵: Do not go gentle into that good night 朗诵者: Richard Burton -美语世界- ♀ (2309 bytes) () 11/18/2008 postreply 11:43:32

• 谢谢！ -小千...千与千寻- ♀ (0 bytes) () 11/18/2008 postreply 12:44:09