What is the rest of this quote and who first said it?

"Do not go quietly into the night. Rage, Rage..."

I remember part of it being in the movie Independence Day. Alot of people seem to have used it also but i can't find the orginal author or the orginal quotation.

[This message was edited on 11-14-02 at 06:55 PM.]

Dylan Thomas, "Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night"

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.

“Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night”

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.

--Dylan Thomas (1914-1953)
Hear Dylan Thomas read this poem

Surgeon--want to tell us about villanelles?

We must learn to love life without ever trusting it. G.K. Chesterton

looks like we overlapped, here...

We must learn to love life without ever trusting it. G.K. Chesterton

Do not go quietly into the night
http://www.cici.mb.ca/clarsen/sold/pages/do_not_go.htm

Into the Night
The Light of copper, warm and brilliant,
becomes dull as old bronze,
fading into the deepest violet.
The resonant sound of fragrant wood rings clear.
Still warm, I rise and move quietly into the night.
- Jeffrey Hoover
http://artmusic.home.att.net/Soundpage_IntoNight.htm

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