Emma Lazarus
Emma Lazarus
Emma Lazaruswas an American poet born in New York City...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth22 July 1849
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
beside breathe golden lamp lift masses refuse send wretched yearning
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!
cup lasts meat passion thousand
His cup is gall, his meat is tears,/ His passion lasts a thousand years.
gates imprisoned mighty mother shall sunset whose woman
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.
tired urbanization civilization
Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
marginalization
Until we are all free, we are none of us free.
inspirational tired urbanization
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.
care may today
Let our first care today be the re-establishment of our physical strength, the reconstruction of our national organism, so that in future, where the respect due to us cannot be won by entreaty, it may be commanded, and where it cannot be commanded, it may be enforced.
stars night shining
Kindle the taper like the steadfast star Ablaze on evening's forehead o'er the earth, And add each night a lustre till afar An eightfold splendor shine above thy hearth.
passion evil age
The Jewish problem is as old as history, and assumes in each age a new form. The life or death of millions of human beings hangs upon its solution; its agitation revives the fiercest passions for good and for evil that inflame the human breast.
turns
Naught is too small and soft to turn and sting.
simple poetry impassioned
Poetry must be simple, sensuous, or impassioned.
writing sake
I am never going to write for the sake of writing.
curiosity interest insatiable
My own curiosity and interest are insatiable.
pain rapture
Life's sharpest rapture is surcease of pain.