Description
Lord Alfred Douglas is addressing the wait for day to end so that he can see his lover, who is a man. He can only be with this man at night because they have to hide their love from the rest of society due to the fact that homosexuality was illegal.
Text
Will the hot sun never die?
He shines too bright, too long.
How slow the hours creep by!
Will the thrush never finish her song?
She is singing too merrily.
Oh when will the moon come, pale,
And strange? I am weary, I wait
For the sad sad nightingale
Ever sobbing insatiate.
Will the day-light never fail?
Take wings relentless light,
Die quickly unlovely sun!
For my love will come with the night
When the dreary day is done.
Come soon! come soon! sweet night!
His lips are sweet and red,
Where starlight and moonlight mingle
We will make our bridal bed,
Down in the cool dark dingle,
When the long day is dead.
Page numbers in original volume
46
