{"id":7140,"date":"2014-10-02T00:58:51","date_gmt":"2014-10-02T00:58:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/?p=7140"},"modified":"2020-05-17T17:01:50","modified_gmt":"2020-05-17T17:01:50","slug":"a-childs-christmas-in-wales-d-thomas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/?p=7140","title":{"rendered":"Dylan Thomas"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.dylanthomas.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><strong>[1914-1953]<\/strong><\/a>\u2190<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<a style=\"font-size: 13px;\" href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=zFSs2IdDmuU\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-39196 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/www.nglishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/ChildXmasW.jpg\" alt=\"ChildXmasW\" width=\"198\" height=\"198\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/ChildXmasW.jpg 198w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/ChildXmasW-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 198px) 100vw, 198px\" \/><\/a>&nbsp;\u21d4&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.classicshorts.com\/stories\/xmas.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">A Child&#8217;s Christmas in Wales<\/a>\u21d0<\/h6>\n<div id=\"watch-description-clip\">\n<div id=\"watch-description-text\">\n<p id=\"eow-description\">\u25ca &nbsp;<strong>A Refusal To Mourn The Death, By Fire, Of A Child In London <\/strong>by Dylan Thomas, accompanied by some pictures of Thomas and the part of Wales where he grew up&nbsp;\u2193<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/6B2c4b23r3k\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; \u2666\u2192 &#8216;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=maISWZ8Tpsc\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT<\/a>&#8216; &nbsp;\u2193 &nbsp;(read &nbsp;by the poet)<\/h6>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/1mRec3VbH3w\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Do not go gentle into that good night,&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Old age should burn and rage at close of day;&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Though wise men at their end know dark is right,<\/strong>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Because their words had forked no lightning they<\/strong>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Do not go gentle into that good night.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright<\/strong>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,<\/strong>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,<\/strong>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,<\/strong>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Do not go gentle into that good night.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight<\/strong>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,<\/strong>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>And you, my father, there on the sad height,&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&nbsp;Do not go gentle into that good night.&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<\/strong><\/address>\n<p id=\"watch-headline-title\" style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>\u2022\u2192<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=8XG1B_7r4y8\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Fern Hill\u21d0<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u2207 &nbsp; &#8216;The Hand that signed the Paper&#8217;<\/h5>\n<p>(a universal war protest poem expressing profound contempt for political leaders as a whole \u2193 &#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Richard Burton)<\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/wHfVpuE6szM\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>\u2022\u2192&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.poemhunter.com\/poem\/lament\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">\u00abLament\u00bb\u21d0<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: left;\">\u0398 \u2192&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=PnayNSBpO44\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed&#8217;<\/a> &nbsp;\u2193<\/h6>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/nEKGG5I4iho\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<address>Lie still, sleep becalmed, sufferer with the wound&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address>In the throat, burning and turning. All night afloat&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address>On the silent sea we have heard the sound<\/address>\n<address>That came from the wound wrapped in the salt sheet.<\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address>Under the mile off moon we trembled listening<\/address>\n<address>To the sea sound flowing like blood from the loud wound&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address>And when the salt sheet broke in a storm of singing&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address>The voices of all the drowned swam on the wind.<\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address>Open a pathway through the slow sad sail,<\/address>\n<address>Throw wide to the wind the gates of the wandering boat&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address>For my voyage to begin to the end of my wound,&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address>We heard the sea sound sing, we saw the salt sheet tell.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address>Lie still, sleep becalmed, hide the mouth in the throat,<\/address>\n<address>Or we shall obey, and ride with you through the drowned.<\/address>\n<h6 id=\"watch-headline-title\" style=\"text-align: right;\">\u2022\u2192&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=opVY8PUz-Xc\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Over Sir John&#8217;s Hill<\/a>&nbsp;\u21d4&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.poemhunter.com\/poem\/over-sir-john-s-hill\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">[read]<\/a><\/h6>\n<h6 id=\"watch-headline-title\" style=\"text-align: center;\">\u2666&nbsp;&#8216;Ballad of the long-legged bait&#8217;&nbsp;\u2193 [read by Richard Burton]<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/XsVYo4GWQT8\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=WJtzOD3KbLM\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-42787\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/UnderMilkW.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"125\" height=\"125\"><\/a>\u2022\u2192 &nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=5SCcm1CTjxQ\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;Poem in October&#8217; <\/a><\/strong>&nbsp;\u21d4&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/poetrymagazine\/poem\/13299\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">[read]<\/a><\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: left;\">\u21d0&nbsp;&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=a7N5ODlswiE\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Under Milk Wood<\/a>&nbsp; \u21d0(1954)<\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\u21d2<a href=\"http:\/\/www.english-literature.uni-bayreuth.de\/en\/teaching\/documents\/courses\/Dylan-Thomas_Under-Milk-Wood.pdf\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">[<strong>read<\/strong> pdf]\u21d0<\/a><\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong> \u2663 &nbsp;Dylan Thomas<\/strong> \u2193 featuring <strong>Richard Burton<\/strong><\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/N635NGu0yog\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/LnlEGx7Jpek\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/JwJDPZbilQQ\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/archive.org\/details\/beachoffale00thom\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-42784 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/falesa.jpg\" alt=\"falesa\" width=\"252\" height=\"142\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/falesa.jpg 252w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/falesa-150x84.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 252px) 100vw, 252px\" \/><\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">\u2192<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><strong>\u03a6 &nbsp; Beach of Fales\u00e1 <\/strong><\/span><\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">A screen play project that Dylan Thomas wrote from Robert Louis Stevenson&#8217;s short story. Never turned into a film though. You may find it easier to <strong>read<\/strong> than the original.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: right;\">[1914-1953]\u2190<\/p>\n<p> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;\u21d4&nbsp;A Child&#8217;s Christmas in Wales\u21d0 <\/p>\n<p id=\"eow-description\">\u25ca &nbsp;A Refusal To Mourn The Death, By Fire, Of A Child In London by Dylan Thomas, accompanied by some pictures of Thomas and the part of Wales where he grew up&nbsp;\u2193<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; [&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":28,"featured_media":34873,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[177,288],"tags":[175,195,263,298],"class_list":["post-7140","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-texts","category-poem","tag-story","tag-biography","tag-mod_classics","tag-wales","odd"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7140","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/28"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7140"}],"version-history":[{"count":78,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7140\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":53586,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7140\/revisions\/53586"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/34873"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7140"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7140"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7140"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}