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! zD0zgtc5xVh3NWx6R25TAgRIUDtozyZvaAuFW5nA5I5OUaTrjAyTedAof/Oe+/fW
