The lines in Emma Lazarus's sonnet The New Giant are engraved on the cornerstone of the Statue of Liberty.
original text
The new colossus is not like the famous cheeky giant in Greece.
Cross from one place to another with conquered limbs;
Where we are washed away by the sea, the door of the sunset stands.
A powerful woman with a torch, her flame
It's imprisoned lightning, her name.
Mother of exiles. From her hand
Luminous welcome from all over the world; Her gentle eyes commanded
An air bridge port connecting the two cities.
"Let the ancient land become your legendary grand occasion!" She cried silently
Lips.
"Give me your fatigue, your pity,
Your crowded people are eager to breathe freely,
Poor garbage on your crowded coast.
Give me these homeless and storm-ravaged people,
I raised my lamp by the Golden Gate! "
translate
Unlike the bronze statue of the Greek giant.
Possess weapons to conquer territory
You stand high at the door of the falling waves in Xia Hong.
Hold high the light of the lamp
The name of your condensed streamer-
Mother of exiles
Illuminate the vast land
Staring at the harbor of longbridge, it is full of softness.
"Protect your vast land and merits!" She shouted
Trembling silent lips:
Put you,
That poor refugee.
Longing for free breathing but being mercilessly abandoned.
The sad lament crowded on the other side.
Fear capsized in the storm.
Give it all to me!
I hold the lamp high and stand in the golden gate!