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The New Colossus By Emma Lazarus

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

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Daddy By Sylvia Plath You do not do, you do not doAny more, black shoeIn which I have lived like a footFor thirty years, poor