"Did I not write and say to the Sovereigns and to Rome that in the Name of the Holy Trinity, I would now again seek out and find?
There! Look you! It is a sign! Trinidad--we will name it Trinidad." The next morning we came to Trinidad, and the palms trooped to the water edge, and we saw sparkling streams, and from the heights above the sea curls of smoke from hidden huts.

We coasted, seeking anchorage, and at last came into a clear, small harbor, and landing, filled our water casks.

We knew the country was inhabited for we saw the smokes, but no canoes came about us, and though we met with footprints upon the sand the men who made them never returned.

We weighed anchor and sailed on along the southern coast, and now to the south of us, across not many leagues of blue water, we made out a low shore.

Its ends were lost in haze, but we esteemed it an island, and he named it Holy Island.