Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Comment on this quote Share via Email Print this Page [1-1] of 1 Emma Lazarus quotesEmma Lazarus QuotesEmma Lazarus 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 Share on Facebook Tweet Email Print