Liberty enlightening the world
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- 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.
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- “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!”
In response to 2014 in photos: For photos and perhaps other quick notes sent from my mobile device or written on the fly during 2014.
More Statue of Liberty
- The New Colossus Breathes Free
- There’s nothing wrong with The New Colossus except the way the institutional left has twisted it into meaning the opposite of what it actually says. Emma Lazarus wrote The New Colossus for the exiles of government-sponsored terror to escape their persecutors to a land of Freedom, not for letting their persecutors in to continue the persecution here.