Portugal...

"...Portugal reared me in my green, my darling Alanguer but the dank, corrupted air
That festers in the marshes around there
Has made me food for fish here in the snarling, Fierce seas that dark the Abyssinian shore, Far from the happy homeland I adore.”

Camoes in On a Shipmate, Pedro Moniz, Dying at sea.

Tiago, thanks!