I had a guinea golden—

Version 1
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 Troubadour I kept the "house at hame".

I had a star in heaven - One "Pleiad" was it's 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" it's 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 opon his mind - And he no consolation Beneath the sun may find.

Version 2
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.