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POPULAR SONGS. 91
THE EXILE OF ERIN.
Written by T. Campbell, L.L.D.
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 repair^
ing
To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill ;
But the day-star attracted his eye's sad devotion.
For it rose on his own native isle of the ocean,
VVTiere once in the fire of his youthful emotion,
He sung the bold anthem of Erin-go-Bragh,
'■' Sad is fate !" said the heart-broken stranger,
" The wild deer and wolf to a covert can flee,
But I have no refuge from famine and danger,
A home and a country remain not to me.
Never again in the green sunny bowers
Where my fore-fathers lived, shall I spend the swee^
hours.
Or cover my harp with the wild-woven flowers,
And strike to the numbers of Erin-go-Bragh.
^' Erin, my country ! though sad and forsaken,
In dreams I revisit thy sea-beaten shore ;
But alas ! in a far foreign land I awaken.
And sigh for the friends who can meet me no
more.
Oh, cruel fate ! wilt thou never replace me
In a mansion of peace, where no perils can chase
me ?
Never again shall my brothers embrace me,
They died to defend me, I live to deplore.
a Where is my cabin door, fast by the wild wood ?
Sisters and sire, did you weep for its fall ?

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