The New Colossus

  • The New Colossus

  • Emma Lazarus

    Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

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  • With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

  • Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

  • A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

  • Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

  • Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

  • Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

  • The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

  • “Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she

  • With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,

  • Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

  • The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

  • Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

  • I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”


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