Saturday, 7 September 2013

Henry has seen the light -- he's holding it


... "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!"

Excerpt from the sonnet The New Colossus (1883) by American poet Emma Lazarus (1849–87); since 1903, synonymous with the Statue of Liberty.

Henry previously saw a Toshiba laptop

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