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Speaking Evaluation - Rage

The document presents the poem 'Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night' by Dylan Thomas, which emphasizes the struggle against death and the importance of fighting for life. It explores themes of resistance, reflection on life, and the emotional connection between the speaker and their father. The repeated lines serve as a powerful call to resist passivity in the face of mortality.

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Speaking Evaluation - Rage

The document presents the poem 'Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night' by Dylan Thomas, which emphasizes the struggle against death and the importance of fighting for life. It explores themes of resistance, reflection on life, and the emotional connection between the speaker and their father. The repeated lines serve as a powerful call to resist passivity in the face of mortality.

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AEPM – ESCOLA SECUNDÁRIA DE PORTO DE MÓS

SPEAKING EVALUATION – 2nd SEMESTER

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 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.

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