I know that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan's poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public man, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.

–"An Irish Airman Foresees His Death,"
W. B. Yeats

Write a short paragraph comparing and contrasting the themes in "An Irish Airman Foresees His Death" and "Do not go gentle into that good night." Your response should include at least one example of how each poem uses sound or structure to develop its theme.