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! OpoKYbKMECZ3kMKpIinV3U1D7BwV8w93Np/17GWFCRT3U5xRjeJpPeVxcGfHbhVe