Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus (July 22, 1849 – November 19, 1887) was an American author of poetry, prose, and translations, as well as an activist for Jewish causes.
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#life2 мин. чтения

Life and Art

Not while the fever of the blood is strong,
The heart throbs loud, the eyes are veiled, no less With passion than with tears, the Muse shall bless The poet-sould to help and soothe with song
Not then she bids his trembling lips express T...

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#marriage bells1 мин. чтения

Marriage Bells

Music and silver chimes and sunlit air,
Freighted with the scent of honeyed orange-flower;
Glad, friendly festal faces everywhere
She, rapt from all in this unearthly hour,

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#the2 мин. чтения

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

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#long1 мин. чтения

Long Island Sound

I see it as it looked one afternoon In August,-by a fresh soft breeze o'erblown
The swiftness of the tide, the light thereon,
A far-off sail, white as a crescent moon
The shining waters with pale currents strewn,

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#fog3 мин. чтения

Fog

Light silken curtain, colorless and soft,
Dreamlike before me floating
what
Behind thy pearly

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#from1 мин. чтения

From One Augur to Another

So,
Calchas, on the sacred Palatine,
You thought of Mopsus, and o'er wastes of sea A flower brought your message
I divine (Through my deep art) the kindly mockery That played about your lips and in your eyes,

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#gifts2 мин. чтения

Gifts

"O World-God, give me Wealth
" the Egyptian cried
His prayer was granted
High as heaven,

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#heroes3 мин. чтения

Heroes

In rich Virginian woods,
The scarlet creeper reddens over graves,
Among the solemn trees enlooped with vines;
Heroic spirits haunt the solitudes,—The noble souls of half a million braves,

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#the1 мин. чтения

The Cranes of Ibicus

Here was a man who watched the river flow Past the huge town, one gray November day
Round him in narrow high-piled streets at
The boys made merry as they saw him go,
Murmuring half-loud, with eyes upon the stream,

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#the1 мин. чтения

The Supreme Sacrifice

Well-nigh two thousand years hath Israel Suffered the scorn of man for love of God;
Endured the outlaw's ban, the yoke, the rod,
With perfect patience
Empires rose and fell,

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#august moon4 мин. чтения

August Moon

Look
the round-cheeked moon floats high,
In the glowing August sky,
Quenching all her neighbor stars,

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#epochs11 мин. чтения

Epochs

"The epochs of our life are not in the facts, but in thesilent thought by the wayside as we walk
"—EmersonI
Youth
Sweet empty sky of June without a stain,

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