1. To love them is my sacred duty and my voluntary devotion,

    the theme of my talk, then my abiding concern;

  2. and to them runs the cord that binds me—

    the pearl in the precious necklace:

  3. their mother—sublime is her exalted station.

    Her fragrance is the perfume of the universe;

  4. the ages have held no other like her—

    a daughter of bounty, a daughter of faith.

Sol 5.6