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The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus

October 10, 2009

This poem underlined my thought on 7/4/2009 witnessing from Jersey City. There, one could see both the Lady of Liberty and the Macy’s center where the fireworks were shot into the sky. They stood side by side. The city was full of light, television was on and and the talk was running. The lady stood sharp, cold in the wind, extending her look.

“The New Colossus” was engraved on a tablet in the pedestal on which the statue stands.
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The New Colossus
by Emma Lazarus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

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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