What Emma Lazarus wrote about America

"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!"

1 comment:

Ashley B. said...

Cool, I always wondered who wrote this. Wikipedia says that Emma was friends with Ralph Waldo Emmerson.