When I was a beggarly boy And lived in a cellar damp,
I had not a friend nor a toy, But I had Aladdin's lamp;
When I could not sleep for the cold, I had fire enough in my brain,
And builded, with roofs of gold, My beautiful castles in Spain!
Since then I have toiled day and night, I have money and power good store,
But I'd give all my lamps of silver bright For the one that is mine no more;
Take, Fortune, whatever you choose, You gave, and may snatch again;
I have nothing 'twould pain me to lose, For I own no more castles in Spain!
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