Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,


From – http://www.lightomega.org/worldwatch/StatueofLiberty.html

Immortalized in the poem of Emma Lazarus, the Statue speaks eternally the words of compassion: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.” These words from the “The New Colossus,” written in 1883, appear on the Statue’s pedestal.

“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!”

The Statue of Liberty was originally called “Liberty Enlightening the World,” and this is truly her task – to enlighten mankind to the noble ideals of freedom and equality that belong to each one, and to hold high the standard of hope that light will always triumph over darkness.  This is the promise represented in the Statue – that through every conflict, war, or loss, through every dispossession or abandonment of principle, the torch of freedom will continue to be held high.

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