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! cmCAVtqNaKQ5QpAYc3cL129G8e3u0BUyfisIPNlIPn/WL2MH2dv3LzxjrirRpX99
