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原文 　　拉扎露丝(Emma Lazarus)的十四行诗《新巨人》 　　The New Colossus Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,　　With conquering limbs astride from land to land； 　　Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand 　　A mighty woman with a torch whose flame 　　Is imprisoned lightning, and her name 　　Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand 　　Glows world-wide welcome； her mild eyes command 　　The air-bridged harbor that twin cities . 　　Keep ancient lands your storied pomp! cries she with silent 　　lips. 　　Give me your tired your poor, 　　Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, 　　The wretched refuse of your teeming