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MARTINIQUE. About that time my book will be clone into smooth Spanish, and they will think me a great prophet, and I shall enjoy my fame like the people who ride upon clouds in Ossian. And so fare thee very well, romantic Martinico, with all thy green slopes of arrowy canes, thy woody glens, thy aerial mountains! I wish indeed my dear countrymen had not shed their precious blood in vain for thee, but still kindly good bye, bright island; I have a nook in my heart for thee with all thy Frenchery.