Whether, at Lusitanian sultry Coasts,
Or Lofty Teneriff, Palma, Ferro,
Provence or at the Celtiberian Shores;
With gazing Pleasure and Astonishment
At Paradice, (Seat of our ancient sire,)
He thinks himself arriv’d, the Purple Grape
In largest Clusters Pendant, grace the Vines
Innumerous, in Fields Grotesque and Wild
They with Implicit Curles the Oak entwine,
And load with Fruit Divine her spreading Boughs;