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! XFbkX1CUDsn+A7ns/Z/Ni3p0pHi2tFeO13S89ydJKJOUMz/tI6ZaqHk2zMkysulo
