‘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-tossed, to me; I lift my lamp beside the golden door.’
Emma Lazarus Quotes
Still on Israel’s head forlorn Every nation heaps its scorn.
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| Birth: | 22nd July, 1849 |
| Death: | 19th November, 1887 |
| Nationality: | American |
| Profession: | Poet |
About
Emma Lazarus was born in New York City, New York. She was an American poet. She is best known for "The New Colossus", a sonnet written in 1883; its lines appear on a bronze plaque in the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty placed in 1903. From an early age, she studied American and British literature, as well as several languages, including German, French, and Italian. Her writings attracted the attention of Ralph Waldo Emerson. She wrote her own important poems and edited many adaptations of German poems, notably those of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe and Heinrich Heine.
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