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• Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night
  ~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 s...

• I See the Boys of Summer
  ~Dylan Thomas

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  I see the boys of summer in their ruin
  Lay the gold tithings barren,
  Setting no store by harvest, freeze the soils;
  There in their heat the winter floods
  Of frozen loves they fetch their girls,
  And drown the cargoed apples in their tides.
  
  These boys of light are curdlers in their folly,
  Sour the boiling honey;
  The jacks of frost they finger in the hives;
  There in the sun the frigid threads
  Of doubt and dark they...