The following article is about the poetric poem ""The New Colossus" written by Emma Lazarus at the year 1883 and handle with freedom and liberty, which meaning is cearly to see. It was written by an young german student, so please forgive some misstakes - mainly the sense of analysing Poetric is important. Moreover this small article gives you just a short interpretation of the poem "The New Colossus" from Emma Lazarus and so the analysis of the poem is very simple, some more advices can be found by using the creative-part of your brain ;) So lets go:
"New Colossus" Meaning
The mainly meaning of the poem "The New Colossus" is in my humble opinion, that human stats like freedom and liberty have to be defended after had been fighting for that. New Colossus stated in that fact a new, powerful rising nation named USA. Furthermore you need the linking words
AND very important is, that your meaning can be everything but it only has to sounds well-demand and logically for your teacher - it is YOUR mind and YOUR way of thinking!
"New Colossus" - Analysis
While analysing the poetric poem "The New Colossus", it must be stated the the author used very much stilistic-devices. So we can draw the conclusion that... (just think about and write something which sounds very clear for understanding your minds). More analysis-facts of the Colossus:
Line 7 „her mild eyes command“ -> paradox, because it’s a contradiction-> stands maybe for the boldness, but also for her enforcement
Line 6 & 7: “From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome”-> hyperbole, because her torch is just an object which is unable to move -> but shows maybe that the Americans are responsive & metropolitan
-in general: every passage where the statue speaks symbolize a human property, what means that it is a personification-> expresses the deeper senses of the statue
Line 6 “mother of exiles” -> metaphor, because pictorially one sees a tall mom who opens her hand for everybody -> emphasizes the big influence of all people & that everyone could come to hug this mom
The poem "The New Colossus" from Emma Lazarus originally text:
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