19 The New Colossus ……Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, ……her name - Mother of Exiles.From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyescommand ………."Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathefree, The wretched refuse of your teemingshore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"Emma Lazarus, 1883
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