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! TXao/cX8wkKMuO4IyOX+It4GEusXSTPLzADPgHOGr9oHDUAUdGKdX4lp3Ca1bjgv
