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THE NEW COLOSSUS

by Emma Lazarus

This file contains a few sheets to help your child memorize
the poem The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus.
You will find:
1. Poem typed and illustrated
2. Written poem
3. Fill in the blank
4. Sentence strips to cut out and arrange in order.
5. Pictures sheet to help your child recite the passage without
reading the words.

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The New Colossus
by Emma Lazarus
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 the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

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The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“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 shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

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The New Colossus ©TheWiseNest.com
by Emma Lazarus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, ©TheWiseNest.com
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand ©TheWiseNest.com
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name ©TheWiseNest.com
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command ©TheWiseNest.com

©TheWiseNest.com

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The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. ©TheWiseNest.com

“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she ©TheWiseNest.com

With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor, ©TheWiseNest.com

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, ©TheWiseNest.com

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. ©TheWiseNest.com

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, ©TheWiseNest.com

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” ©TheWiseNest.com
1. Cut out the strips.
2. Lay them on the table and mix them.
3. Practice putting the poem in the correct order.
4. After you have mastered the poem, glue the strips, in the
correct order, in the boxes on the next page.

The New Colossus
by Emma Lazarus



The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus

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The New Colossus
by Emma Lazarus

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 the 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 frame.

“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 shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

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The New Colossus
by Emma Lazarus
Not like the brazen ________________ of _________________ fame,
With conquering __________________ astride from _____________ to land;

Here at our _____________________, sunset _______________ shall stand

A mighty ________________ with a _____________________, whose flame
Is the imprisoned ______________________, and her ______________________
______________________ of Exiles. From her _____________________________

Glows world-wide ____________________; her mild _______________ command

The air-bridged ___________________that twin _________________ frame.

“Keep, ancient __________________, your storied __________________!” cries she

With __________________ lips. “Give me your _________________, your poor,

Your huddled _____________________ yearning to ______________________ free,

The ___________________ refuse of your teeming ___________________.
_______________ these, the ____________________, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my __________________ beside the ________________________!”

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