Patria

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Patria

I would not even ask my heart to say

If I could love another land as well

As thee, my country, had I felt the spell

Of Italy at birth, or learned to obey

The charm of France, or England’s mighty sway.

I would not be so much an infidel

As once to dream, or fashion words to tell,

What land could hold my heart from thee away.

For like a law of nature in my blood,

America, I feel thy sovereignty,

And woven through my soul thy vital sign.

My life is but a wave and thou the flood;

I am a leaf and thou the mother-tree;

Nor should I be at all, were I not thine.