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! KfW7pnnxQa2gapgsT2sn5OxPRAXiLYSJZOYZWxws6586JiBcIfFL3YgEOx+n2W53
