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| I had a guinea golden --
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| Written by: | Emily Dickinson (other works)
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| Poem #: | 23
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| Language: | English
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| Type: | Poetry
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| Preceded by: | All these my banners be. -22-
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| Succeeded by: | There is a morn by men unseen -- -24-
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- 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.
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- 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.
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