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I had a guinea golden

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 I had a guinea golden --
I lost it in the sand --
And tho' the sum was simple
And pounds were in the land --
Still, had it such a value
Unto my frugal eye --
That when I could not find it --
I sat me down to sigh.
I had a crimson Robin -- Who sang full many a day But when the woods were painted, He, too, did fly away -- Time brought me other Robins -- Their ballads were the same -- Still, for my missing Troubador I kept the "house at hame.
" I had a star in heaven -- One "Pleiad" was its name -- And when I was not heeding, It wandered from the same.
And tho' the skies are crowded -- And all the night ashine -- I do not care about it -- Since none of them are mine.
My story has a moral -- I have a missing friend -- "Pleiad" its name, and Robin, And guinea in the sand.
And when this mournful ditty Accompanied with tear -- Shall meet the eye of traitor In country far from here -- Grant that repentance solemn May seize upon his mind -- And he no consolation Beneath the sun may find.

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