Poems ✍️
  30.07.2025
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Author: Walt Whitman

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!)


  individuality contradiction nationalism rebellion

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