Here you will find the Poem The World Is Great of poet George Eliot (Mary Ann Evans)
The world is great! The birds fly from me; The stars are golden fruit Upon a tree All out of reach My little sister went and I am lonely. The world is great! I tried to mount the hill Above the pines Where the light lies so still, But it rose higher. Little Lisa went and I am lonely. The world is great! The wind comes rushing by. I wonder where it comes from. Sea-birds cry And hurt my heart. My little sister went and I am lonely. The world is great! The people laugh and talk, And make loud holiday. How fast they walk! I'm lame, they push me. Little Lisa went and I am lonely.
