 | 1885 - Страниц: 420
...emigrant, and Emma Lazarus has thus imagined the colossus endowed with speech : " Keep, ancient lands, vour 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,... | |
 | Emma Lazarus - 1888 - Страниц: 364
...name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome ; her mild eyes command SUCCESS. The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. " Keep,...cries she With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these,... | |
 | Phillips Brooks, H. L. S., L. H. S. - 1892 - Страниц: 384
...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...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... | |
 | Vida Dutton Scudder - 1898 - Страниц: 346
...torch, whose Maine Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name, * Mother of Exiles.' From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome. Her mild eyes command The...silent lips. ' Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming store. Send these, the... | |
 | John Clark Ridpath - 1898 - Страниц: 548
...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...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... | |
 | 1899 - Страниц: 1004
...upon our harbor statue of Liberty Enlightening the World : " Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp I" 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 —... | |
 | Albert Ulmann - 1901 - Страниц: 312
...our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose name Statue of Liberty. Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of...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... | |
 | Mrs. Burton Harrison - 1911 - Страниц: 388
...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...silent lips. 'Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free; The wretched refuse of your teeming shore — • Send these,... | |
 | Vida Dutton Scudder - 1922 - Страниц: 376
...torch, whose flame Is thr imprisoned lightning, and her name, ' Mother of Exiles.' From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome. Her mild eyes command The...cities frame. ' Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp I ' cries she With silent lips. ' Give me yonr tired, your poor, Tour huddled masses yearning to breathe... | |
 | William Elsey Connelley - 1928 - Страниц: 682
...whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles, from her beacon hand Glows a world-wide welcome : her mild eyes command The air-bridged...silent lips. 'Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. And we experienced... | |
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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-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door! 
