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| | [minstrels] 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. |
 | | 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. |
 | | But he did not go gentle: at first he argued, wheedled, yelled and cursed, and as he came undone, he raged, and in the end, he was quite incoherent. |
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