by Mary Ann Evans (1819 - 1880), as George Eliot
The world is great See original
Language: English
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.
Composition:
- Set to music by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "The world is great", op. 1 no. 6, published 1878 [ voice and piano ], from Eight songs from "The Spanish Gypsy", no. 6
Text Authorship:
- by Mary Ann Evans (1819 - 1880), as George Eliot, appears in The Spanish Gypsy, first published 1868
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Word count: 119