Note 17 — Chapter VIII
Reading edition
Homer must have visited Lima, either in the body or in the mind, when he penned those beautiful lines which so precisely describe it, and are thus translated by Pope:
Stern winter smiles on that auspicious clime: The fields are florid with unfading prime: From the bleak pole no winds inclement blow, Mould the round hail, or flake the fleecy snow; But from the breezy deep the blest inhale The fragrant murmurs of the western gale. Odyssey, Book iv. l. 767.