The daughter Bradburn means to make my favor
The stepping-stone for Travis' liberty.
Finely designed that plot! alas, too finely;
Its meshes tear; my coarser woof is better,
Whose iron threads and seams will last a life-time.
The batteries are nigh ready. I have come
To herald the advent of Colonel Bradburn,
Who 'gainst thy order and express command
Was on the point of entering his tent,
When intercepted by thy aid-de-camp.
How good my timely caution! But for that
We should have lost the honor of his stay
Among us, which shall now be guaranteed
By bonds as fast as human art can make them.
Enters Bradburn, followed by Castrillon
Well, Bradburn, back again at last; thy stay
Was long enough to vouchsafe good success:
When can we hold our entry in the fort?
When you have slain the last of its defenders.