Mother of Exiles

Unpublished

Give me your tired, give me your poor
I lift my lamp beside the golden door
To this land from which I came
Mother of Exiles is her name

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe
Free from tyranny
The wretched refuse of your teaming shore
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
This I still believe

Give me your tired, give me your poor
I lift my lamp beside the golden door
To this land from which I came
Mother of Exiles is her name

Music Larry Long
Lyrics adapted The New Colossus by Emma Lazuras
Copyright Larry Long 2025 | BMI

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