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! 4R4IAiz7BwTEJBx/bwRw7menEsEIwxm58DqXBkQQsAAFdG9Qmbb/TUURUtg20hVo
