Still Though the One I SingStill though the one I sing,(One, yet of contradictions made,) I dedicate to Nationality,I leave in him revolt, (O latent right of insurrection! Oquenchless, indispensable fire!)
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! Oquenchless, indispensable fire!)