The New Colossus
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!”
Emma Lazarus (1883)
This poem, and the symbol it stands for, are often adapted and used in speeches, cartoons, movies and others. See the cartoon below as an example.
Video : "The White House distances itself from the poem on the Statue of Liberty"
White_House_distance_poem_Aug17.mp4
And link to the article dealing with this topic: https://www.huffingtonpost.com.au/2017/08/02/white-house-distances-itself-from-the-poem-on-the-statue-of-libe_a_23062046/
