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! 5YUD8cKvQxdHd8z0Pau64bBT4IGR+VPSVsOJkKMQEqSuYYredxP1wQVhHAaSSAeG
