As they were plodding on their winding way

Through orange bowers, and jasmine, and so forth:

(Of which I might have a good deal to say,

There being no such profusion in the North

Of oriental plants, et cetera,

But that of late your scribblers think it worth

Their while to rear whole hotbeds in their works,

Because one poet travelled 'mongst the Turks:)[281]