Poems begining by N
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New Year's Eve
© Archibald Lampman
Once on the year's last eve in my mind's might
Sitting in dreams, not sad, nor quite elysian,
Nature's Hymn to the Deity
© John Clare
All nature owns with one accord
The great and universal Lord:
None Other Lamb
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
None other Lamb, none other Name,
None other hope in Heavn or earth or sea,
None other hiding place from guilt and shame,
None beside Thee!
Nova Scotia
© James McIntyre
If you are sulky, Nova Scotia,
We'll gladly let you float away
From out our Confederation;
You sicken us with sily agitation.
If any more our patience you do tax
We'll let you go to Halifax.
Nostalgia And Complaint Of The Grandparents
© Donald Justice
Les morts
Cest sous terre;
Ça nen sort
Guère.
LAFORGUE
Night
© Boris Pasternak
The night proceeds and dwindling
Prepares the day's rebirth.
An airman is ascending
Above the sleeping earth.
No Sorrow Peculiar To The Sufferer
© William Cowper
The lover, in melodious verses,
His singular distress rehearses;
Nature
© Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
How tranquil is this little mountain lake
Its filled with water like a cup
Bamboo looks just like little houses
And trees above a sea of roofs.
Neatness In Apparel
© Charles Lamb
In your garb and outward clothing
A reservëd plainness use;
By their neatness more distinguished
Than the brightness of their hues.
Nature
© Jones Very
The bubbling brook doth leap when I come by,
Because my feet find measure with its call;
Nuestras Vidas Son Pendulos
© Ramon Lopez Velarde
Dónde estará la niña
Que en aquel lugarejo
Una noche de baile
Me habló de sus deseos
De viajar, y me dijo
Su tedio?
Nocturne
© Louise Imogen Guiney
The sun that hurt his lovers from on high
Is fallen; she more merciful is nigh,
The blessèd one whose beauty's even glow
Gave never wound to any shepherd's eye.
Above our pausing boat in shallows drifted,
Alone her plaintive form ascends the sky.
Naples And Venice
© Richard Monckton Milnes
Thou, who to that lofty terrace, lov'st on summer--eve to go,
Tell me, Poet! what Thou seest,--what Thou hearest, there below!
New-Year's Eve
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
As when at twelve o'clock
Strong January opes the gates of Life
Now May He Who From The Dead
© John Newton
Now may He who from the dead
Brought the Shepherd of the sheep,
Jesus Christ, our King and Head,
All our souls in safety keep!
