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A high quality art print featuring, Dylan Thomas' "Do not go gentle into that good night" poem. Scroll down to the bottom of this description to read the full text. The poem is featured here on a light cream background with black text and watercolor leaves in shades of green at the top of the print. This print has a delicate and minimalist style and is sure to brighten any room.
MEDIUM: Photographic Fine Art Print (UNFRAMED)
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About your print:
Printed professionally on high quality photographic paper (NOT cheap card stock!) with a beautiful lustre finish (closely related to matte) with a slight sheen, using archival inks that will last for years.
It arrives carefully wrapped, unmatted and unframed.
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"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."