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 In thy countryman's embrace, Who fondly hopes thy life may yet be spared, Quick, Surgeon, leave me and attend on him. To save his life! his gallantry deserves it! [Under the Surgeon's hand, and with the assistance of Deaf Smithy Bradburn revives more and more, so that with mute delight he can manifest his interest in the incidents of] Enter Texan Volunteers, bearing Mexican battle-flags, which they present to General Houston. Hail, General Houston! at thy feet we lay These flags, the trophies of this glorious day. I thank you, friends, in our Republic's name; Her power, her freedom be your prize and fame. [Other volunteers bring Santa Anna's sword, lost by him during his flight.]

Victorious Chief! we put into thine hand This costly falchion, Santa Anna's brand.