Then join our leaping lines that scumfish through the pines, That rocket by where, light and high, the wild grape swings.

Tis said that when The hands of men Tamed this primeval wood, And hoary trees with groans of woe, Like warriors by an unknown foe, Were in their strength subdued, The virgin Earth Gave instant birth To springs that ne'er did flow That in the sun Did rivulets run, And all around rare flowers did blow The wild rose pale Perfumed the gale And the queenly lily adown the dale(Whom the sun and the dew And the winds did woo), With the gourd and the grape luxuriant grew.

The steep hillside, from the castle clear down to the water's edge, is terraced, and clothed thick with grape vines.