Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other powerless to be born, With nowhere yet to rest my head, Like these, on earth I wait forlorn.

-Arnold, Matthew
  Poems: Second Series,'Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse', l.85^8.

Half to forget the wandering and pain, Half to remember days that have gone by, And dream and dream that I am home again!

-Flecker,James Elroy
  'Brumana'.

A wandering minstrel Iö A thing of shreds and patches Of ballads, songs and snatches And dreamy lullaby!

-Gilbert, Sir W(illiam) S(chwenck)
  Nanki-Poo's song, The Mikado, act1.