Great Words: Lady Liberty Weeps


Nicholas Kristof hits the bullseye again with his latest New York Times Observer Op-ed piece:


“As anti-refugee hysteria sweeps many of our political leaders, particularly Republicans, I wonder what they would have told a desperate refugee family fleeing the Middle East. You’ve heard of this family: a carpenter named Joseph, his wife, Mary, and their baby son, Jesus.

“The vote by the House of Representatives effectively to slam the door on Syrian refugees was the crassest kind of political grandstanding, scapegoating some of the world’s most vulnerable people to score political points… The Statue of Liberty must be crying with shame.”


…and in case you were trying to remember exactly the famous words of the poem by Emma Lazarus that can be seen memorialized inside the bottom of the Statue of Liberty’s pedestal in New York’s Hudson Harbor, here they are:


“Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send those, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” *



*From the sonnet by Emma Lazarus entitled “The New Colossus.” The full text of the sonnet is cast in a bronze plaque which is affixed on the inside of the statue’s pedestal.





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