Is this one related?

There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin,
The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill,
For his country he sighed, when at twilight repairing,
To wander alone by the wind beaten hill.
But the day-star attracted his eyes' sad devotion,
For it rose o'er his own native isle of the ocean,
Where once in the fire of his youthful emotion,
He sang the bold anthem of Erin go bragh.

by Thomas Campbell (1774-1844) in "The Exile of Erin' (1842).

Erin go bragh ("go brách) = Ireland for ever.