And so my distant ancestors shipped themselves over here in the 1700s. Probably running from the law in Scotland. :-)
On Jul 4, 2011, at 05:25 , Daniel J. Matyola wrote: > Emma Lazarus > > > 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!" If it doesn’t excite you, This thing that you see, Why in the world, Would it excite me? —Jay Maisel Joseph McAllister pentax...@mac.com -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List PDML@pdml.net http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net to UNSUBSCRIBE from the PDML, please visit the link directly above and follow the directions.
