I ONLY GET TO USE THE WORD "JOCUND" ONCE A YEAR!

This is an article from last year's Sue's News..  I only get to use the word "jocund" once a year!


                                                                JOCUND COMPANY

My daffodils are blooming;  I am a happy girl.

As Wordsworth wrote in Daffodils:

"A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company"

and

"And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils."


(picture from my kitchen table;  four varieties of daffodils from my yard)




DAFFODILS

                                                                     
                  by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud,
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering, dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle in the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay;
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay
In such a jocund company;
I gazed, and gazed, but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought;

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.