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Print of the Statue of Liberty published by Root & Tinker in 1884.
Text from Chauncey Mitchell Depew’s speech at the statue’s unveiling
Liberty Enlightening the World
is the actual name of the statue
The Statue of Liberty, as the world knows her name to be
was not nor intended to be a welcoming figure for immigrants
Liberty Enlightening the World
had absolutely NOTHING to do with immigrants
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-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
Those words are from a poem
which was written to raise funds for the pedestal
and were the desire and hopes of the author
Those words synonymous with ‘Lady Liberty’
are attributed to ‘her’ after the fact
Liberty Enlightening the World
is protecting our shores
The Statue of Liberty
is welcoming people entering our shores
Liberty Enlightening the World
stands as a testament of sacrifice
The Statue of Liberty serves as a testament
you can enjoy the bounties of someone else’s harvest
you did not help to plant or tend to here
and do not want to plant and tend to there
Unguarded Gates
Wide open and unguarded stand our gates,
Named of the four winds, North, South, East and West;
Portals that lead to an enchanted land
Of cities, forests, fields of living gold,
Vast prairies, lordly summits touched with snow,
Majestic rivers sweeping proudly past
The Arab's date-palm and the Norseman's pine--
A realm wherein are fruits of every zone,
Airs of all climes, for lo! throughout the year
The red rose blossoms somewhere--a rich land,
A later Eden planted in the wilds,
With not an inch of earth within its bound
But if a slave's foot press it sets him free.
Here, it is written, Toil shall have its wage,
And Honor honor, and the humblest man
Stand level with the highest in the law.
Of such a land have men in dungeons dreamed,
And with the vision brightening in their eyes
Gone smiling to the fagot and the sword.
Wide open and unguarded stand our gates,
And through them presses a wild motley throng--
Men from the Volga and the Tartar steppes,
Featureless figures of the Hoang-Ho,
Malayan, Scythian, Teuton, Kelt, and Slav,
Flying the Old World's poverty and scorn;
These bringing with them unknown gods and rites,
Those, tiger passions, here to stretch their claws.
In street and alley what strange tongues are loud,
Accents of menace alien to our air,
Voices that once the Tower of Babel knew!
O Liberty, white Goddess! Is it well
To leave the gates unguarded? On thy breast
Fold Sorrow's children, soothe
Thomas Bailey Aldrich 1895