“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.”
“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 New Colossus (1883)
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Emma Lazarus 15
American poet 1849–1887Related quotes
Source: Kinski Uncut : The Autobiography of Klaus Kinski (1996), p. 2
“So if I come to your door,
let me sleep on your floor.
I'll give you all I have and a little more.”
Down South
Lyrics, Highway Companion (2006)
Source: Veinte poemas de amor y una canción desesperada; Cien sonetos de amor