That Nacogdoches and our Anahuac
Are likewise in the patriots' hands.
Messenger.
[Exit].
Zavala.
As sunny rays the snows of April melt,
So quickly has our tyrants' might succumbed
Before our first spontaneous enterprise.
When thus so strikingly the hollowness
Of their pretended magnitude is proven,
And while they left us without law and rule,
Why not declare us here immediately
Free and absolved from every fealty,
Now and forever, to a Mother-State,
Which, ever deaf to our most just complaints,
Will find in our revolt sufficient cause
For still severer measures of oppression?
Travis.
My friend, forgive me, if I must declare
Thy well-meant counsel out of time and place!
Thou once hast told me, that through us thou first
Hast learned to loathe the bane of tyranny
And to concede to every man his birth-right
Of Liberty and Justice. Hence reject
Another lesson not, which unaware
We have imbibed e'en through our mother's milk.
