I Am Lonely
George Eliot
1819 to 1880
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Above the pines, where the light lies so still,
And hurt my heart: my little sister went,
The world is great: I tried to mount the hill
And I am lonely.
I'm lame, they push me: little Lisa went,
The world is great: the wind comes rushing by.
But it rose higher: little Lisa went
The world is great: the birds all fly from me,
And I am lonely.
All out of reach: my little sister went,
The stars are golden fruit upon a tree
And I am lonely.
And I am lonely.
And make loud holiday: how fast they walk!
I wonder where it comes from; sea birds cry
The world is great: the people laugh and talk,