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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.

严肃之人 将死之时 以迷离之眼看到

盲目亦能如流星闪耀欢欣

他们怒斥 怒斥那光的消逝

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.

而您 我的父亲 在悲伤的高地

请用您的热泪诅咒我 祝福我 我求您

不要温顺地走入那良夜

怒斥 怒斥那光的消逝