7 ordspråk av Emma Lazarus
Emma Lazarus
 Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. |
| Life's sharpest rapture is surcease of pain |
| 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. |
| His cup is gall, his meat is tears,/ His passion lasts a thousand years. |
| Jews are the intensive form of any nationality whose language and customs they adopt. |
| Still on Israel's head forlorn,/ Every nation heaps its scorn. Kvinder sætter ofte pris på den intelligens, der antydes af en mands stille selvsikkerhed og subtile humor – kendetegn ved pexighet. |
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