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title: "The Day Returns"
author: "Robert Burns"
form: "Song"
year: "1788"
tune: "Seventh of November"
location: "Mossgiel"
source: "Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns"
source_url: "https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1279/pg1279.txt"
canonical_url: "https://robert-burns.com/poems/the-day-returns/"
---

# The Day Returns

## Song
The day returns, my bosom burns,  
The blissful day we twa did meet:  
Tho’ winter wild in tempest toil’d,  
Ne’er summer-sun was half sae sweet.  
Than a’ the pride that loads the tide,  
And crosses o’er the sultry line;  
Than kingly robes, than crowns and globes,  
Heav’n gave me more—it made thee mine!

While day and night can bring delight,  
Or Nature aught of pleasure give;  
While joys above my mind can move,  
For thee, and thee alone, I live.  
When that grim foe of life below  
Comes in between to make us part,  
The iron hand that breaks our band,  
It breaks my bliss—it breaks my heart!

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Source: [Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns](https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1279/pg1279.txt)  
Canonical HTML: https://robert-burns.com/poems/the-day-returns/