Crossed
Authors: Ally Condie
Tags: #Romance, #Fantasy, #Young Adult, #Adventure, #Science Fiction
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Copyright © 2011 by Allyson Braithwaite Condie
Map illustration copyright © 2011 by Dave Stevenson
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“Crossing the Bar”—By Alfred Lord Tennyson, from THE WORKS OF ALFRED LORD TENNYSON, Wordsworth Editions, Ltd, 1998.
“Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night”—By Dylan Thomas, from THE POEMS OF DYLAN THOMAS, copyright © 1952 by Dylan Thomas.
“They Dropped Like Flakes”—By Emily Dickinson, Johnson, ed., Cambridge, Mass: The Belknap Press of Harvard University Press, copyright © 1951, 1955, 1979, 1983 by the President and Fellows of Harvard College.
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Condie, Allyson Braithwaite.
p. cm.
Sequel to: Matched.
Summary: Seventeen-year-old Cassia sacrifices everything and heads to the Outer Provinces in search of Ky, where she is confronted with shocking revelations about Society and the promise of rebellion.
ISBN : 978-1-101-54540-9
[1. Government, Resistance to—Fiction. 2. Fantasy.] I. Title.
PZ7.C7586Cr 2011
[Fic]—dc23 2011016442
Published in the United States by Dutton Books,
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for Ian
who looked up
and started to climb
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
by DYLAN THOMAS
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage 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.
Crossing the Bar
by ALFRED LORD TENNYSON
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea.
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crossed the bar.
