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 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.