Poems begining by N
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No Romance sold unto
© Emily Dickinson
No Romance sold unto
Could so enthrall a Man
As the perusal of
His Individual One --
'Tis Fiction's -- When 'tis small enough
To Credit -- 'Tisn't true!
No Rack can torture me
© Emily Dickinson
No Rack can torture me --
My Soul -- at Liberty --
Behind this mortal Bone
There knits a bolder One --
No Passenger was known to flee --
© Emily Dickinson
No Passenger was known to flee --
That lodged a night in memory --
That wily -- subterranean Inn
Contrives that none go out again --
No Other can reduce
© Emily Dickinson
No Other can reduce
Our mortal Consequence
Like the remembering it be nought
A Period from hence
No man saw awe, nor to his house
© Emily Dickinson
No man saw awe, nor to his house
Admitted he a man
Though by his awful residence
Has human nature been.
No Man can compass a Despair
© Emily Dickinson
No Man can compass a Despair --
As round a Goalless Road
No faster than a Mile at once
The Traveller proceed --
No ladder needs the bird but skies
© Emily Dickinson
No ladder needs the bird but skies
To situate its wings,
Nor any leader's grim baton
Arraigns it as it sings.
No Crowd that has occurred
© Emily Dickinson
No Crowd that has occurred
Exhibit -- I suppose
That General Attendance
That Resurrection -- does --
No Brigadier throughout the Year
© Emily Dickinson
No Brigadier throughout the Year
So civic as the Jay --
A Neighbor and a Warrior too
With shrill felicity
No Bobolink -- reverse His Singing
© Emily Dickinson
No Bobolink -- reverse His Singing
When the only Tree
Ever He minded occupying
By the Farmer be --
No Autumn's intercepting Chill
© Emily Dickinson
No Autumn's intercepting Chill
Appalls this Tropic Breast --
But African Exuberance
And Asiatic rest.
New feet within my garden go
© Emily Dickinson
New feet within my garden go --
New fingers stir the sod --
A Troubadour upon the Elm
Betrays the solitude.
Nature rarer uses Yellow
© Emily Dickinson
Nature rarer uses Yellow
Than another Hue.
Saves she all of that for Sunsets
Prodigal of Blue
Nature can do no more
© Emily Dickinson
Nature can do no more
She has fulfilled her Dyes
Whatever Flower fail to come
Of other Summer days
Nature assigns the Sun --
© Emily Dickinson
Nature assigns the Sun --
That -- is Astronomy --
Nature cannot enact a Friend --
That -- is Astrology.
Nature and God -- I neither knew
© Emily Dickinson
Nature and God -- I neither knew
Yet Both so well knew me
They startled, like Executors
Of My identity.
Nature affects to be sedate
© Emily Dickinson
Nature affects to be sedate
Upon occasion, grand
But let our observation shut
Her practices extend
Nature -- sometimes sears a Sapling
© Emily Dickinson
Nature -- sometimes sears a Sapling --
Sometimes -- scalps a Tree --
Her Green People recollect it
When they do not die --
"Nature" is what we see --
© Emily Dickinson
"Nature" is what we see --
The Hill -- the Afternoon --
Squirrel -- Eclipse -- the Bumble bee --
Nay -- Nature is Heaven --
