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Guided walking tours are a great value for your vacation dollars. They prove to be time savers, focusing attention on the Big Apple’s sights that you want to see. We will guide you about New York efficiently and economically. Our Tours aim to be the highlight of your New York visit with entertaining information.
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On the Greenwich Village Walking Tour you will see the house where Emma Lazarus lived. The New Colossus, Lazarus’s best-known work, is immortalized on a bronze plaque at the base of the Statue of Liberty. She donated her 1883 sonnet to an auction which raised money to build the pedestal for America’s New Colossus, the Statue of Liberty. The pedestal was the first major design commission for a French-trained, American-born architect, Richard Morris Hunt. Mr. Hunt would go on to be the leading architect of the Gilded Age, designing houses for the Vanderbilts and others, as well as the Metropolitan Museum of Art. See the monument to Mr. Hunt at the edge of Central Park, at Fifth Avenue and East 70th St., opposite The Frick Collection.
The New Colossus by Emma Lazaus (1849–1887) 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-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
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