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! Nnv0WZdwkRYtdQad2kEkGvIA+DJOlgBjBYi24SPw1Rn4M9CraB5MbZ7abYTU6IvL
