
The New
Colossus
Not
like the brazen giant of Greek frame,
with
conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here
at our sea-washed, sunset gate shall stand
a mighty
woman with a torch
whose
flame is imprisoned lighting,
and
her name is 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!"
Emma Lazarus (1849-1887)
Did You Know...?
On July 4, 1984, the torch was extinguished so restorations
could be made. It was relit on July 4, 1986, which marked its centennial.
Bibliography
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Information found:
http://www.endex.com/gf/buildings/liberty/libertyfacts.htm
http://www.britannica.com/