Still though the one I sing,
（One, yet of contradictions made,） I dedicate to Nationality,
I leave in him revolt, （O latent right of insurrection! O quenchless, indispensable fire! uPVmuQxQTJ5Kbgiq6ttrPlPJIheuz1ie643vd9RuMF9ysRz1b50tPvjqvHmY/oMJ
