This poem, cast in bronze on the base of the Statue of Liberty, reminds us one of the core values of this American country. A $100 donation is made with your purchase to HAIS — an organization that has been helping the displaced for over 130 years.

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 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!"

— Emma Lazarus, 1883

• 14k yellow or white gold

• 22mm diameter; 1.6mm thickness

• Polished finish

• 18” chain

• Ship in 2-3 weeks

• $100 donation made to HAIS