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

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Emma Lazarus: "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.""

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Ancient	Beside	Breathe	Cries
Door	Free	Give	Golden
Homeless	Huddled	Keep	Lamp
Lands	Lift	Lips	Masses
Pomp	Poor	Refuse	Send
Shore	Silent	Storied	Teeming
Tempesttossed	These	Tired	Wretched
Yearning	Your

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