“There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin,
The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill;
For his country he sigh'd, when at twilight repairing
To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill.”

—  Thomas Campbell

The Exile of Erin
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

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