Come unto me all who are weary and burdened, I shall give you rest (Matt: 11:28).
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.
("The New Colossus" by the poet Emma Lazarus.)
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