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!) srttUeJJkPLyuoxy4u3l/3tbXs4gFHq7oi4Dj/5Wb0ZenVjsYrd2zZCcYh6eILX1