
The speaker mourns vanished joy and peace, although roses and humming bees show that summer remains at its height. Naming Jenny as the cause of this anguish, the speaker rejects comfort from time or hope and resolves to seek enjoyment in sorrow.
By Robert Burns · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Melancholic Poetry · 233 words
Tune-"Saw ye my father."
Where are the joys I have met in the morning, / That danc'd to the lark's early song? / Where is the peace that awaited my wand'ring, / At evening the wild-woods among?
No more a winding the course of yon river, / And marking sweet flowerets so fair, / No more I trace the light footsteps of Pleasure, / But Sorrow and sad-sighing Care.
Is it that Summer's forsaken our valleys, / And grim, surly Winter is near? / No, no, the bees humming round the gay roses / Proclaim it the pride of the year.
lost happiness · love · sorrow · despair · song
Where are the Joys I have Met? is listed on Textopian as a poem by Robert Burns, dated Date unknown.
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