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! oFhND3Kq8BBPGN78C9cxEiG7ULKib0bzbcuQqbYwoQwYQHXn0WK64k1XWFMJ4z/k