The New Colossus

Emma Lazarus

Instructions
  • Click a line to open a recorder.
  • Record as many lines as you like.
  • Press the Play button to hear a randomized reading from everyone who has recorded parts of this poem.

Total lines recorded: 22

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, 2
With conquering limbs astride from land to land; 3
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand 2
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame 1
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name 1
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand 1
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command 1
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. 1
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she 2
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, 1
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, 2
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. 1
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, 3
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" 1

Record

Instructions
  1. Click the microphone button to start recording
  2. Speak clearly into your microphone
  3. Click the square button to stop recording
  4. Use the play button to review your recording
  5. Click Restart to try again or Save to download