Do not go gentle into that good night, A
Old age should burn and rave at close of day; B
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. A
Though wise men at their end know dark is right, A
Because their words had forked no lightning they B
Do not go gentle into that good night. A
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright A
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, B
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. A
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, A
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, B
Do not go gentle into that good night. A
repetitionrhyme scheme (ABA)
rhythm (10 syllables per sentence)
metaphors
imagery (burn, bright, close of day, etc)
alliteration
