8
Therefore shall man’s love be
As an own son to thee,
And the world’s worship of thee for a child;
All thine own land as one
New-born, a nursing son,
All thine own people a new birth undefiled;
And all the unborn Italian time,
And all its glory, and all its works, thy seed sublime.
9
That henceforth no man’s breath,
Saying “Italy,” but saith
In that most sovereign word thine equal name;
Nor can one speak of thee
But he saith “Italy,”
Seeing in two suns one co-eternal flame;
One heat, one heaven, one heart, one fire,
One light, one love, one benediction, one desire.