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-tossed, to me: I lift my lamp beside the golden door.
From the poem 'New Colossus', by the nineteenth-century American poet Emma Lazarus. It is inscribed on a tablet within the pedestal on which the Statue of Liberty Stands.
From the poem 'New Colossus', by the nineteenth-century American poet Emma Lazarus. It is inscribed on a tablet within the pedestal on which the Statue of Liberty Stands.
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