Quaffing Lisbon’s finest – as a gentleman would demand –

Taking up a quillpen in his plump and artful hand,

Wigg’ed head well-steeped in the laws of this here land,

Parsing all the rules and customs that grew from Albion’s loam

Since the Anglo-Saxons threw off the yoke of Rome,

The portly age’d scholar compiles his weighty tome.