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!) KD13yr1Tvu2AtAh1ewuiNfIoofwity2lvDXsKKG9tojUmx0yDZm5BPu0I/OQ4y0Q