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. Take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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I wonder where it comes from; sea birds cry
And I am lonely.
All out of reach: my little sister went,
Above the pines, where the light lies so still,
The world is great: the wind comes rushing by.
The stars are golden fruit upon a tree
And make loud holiday: how fast they walk!
I'm lame, they push me: little Lisa went,
And hurt my heart: my little sister went,
The world is great: I tried to mount the hill
And I am lonely.
But it rose higher: little Lisa went
And I am lonely.
The world is great: the birds all fly from me,
And I am lonely.
The world is great: the people laugh and talk,