Still Though the One I Sing

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! tcB9AiCl3VCWM9jEidMQeBSM2EQ81vhjePbIU63n7Bp6b+b0U8dBF1zr8DTo3G9a