Poems begining by N
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November Fifth
© Louisa Stuart Costello
Oh, what relief to gaze on yonder sky,
Where all is holy, calm, and purely bright!
Within, the sound of mirth and revelry
Startles the timid ear of sober night.
Nature: A Moral Power
© George MacDonald
Nature, to him no message dost thou bear
Who in thy beauty findeth not the power
Natalias Resurrection: Sonnet XXII
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
The thought of night consoled him. To his vision
Natalia was dead only in false death,
The sleeping treason of some false misprision,
Some silent mystery of shortened breath,
Not Here
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Where are those qualities of bravery and
sharp compassion in this group? What's the
use of old and frozen thought?
Naguere - Prologue
© Paul Verlaine
Glimm'ring twilight things are these,
Visions of the end of night.
Truth, thou lightest them, I wis,
Only with a distant light,
Night Litany
© Ezra Pound
Yea the lines hast thou laid unto me
in pleasant places,
And the beauty of this thy Venice
hast thou shown unto me
Until is its loveliness become unto me
a thing of tears.
Niagara
© Jose Maria de Heredia y Campuzano
My lyre! give me my lyre! My bosom feels
The glow of inspiration. Oh how long
Have I been left in darkness since this light
Last visited my brow, Niagara!
Thou with thy rushing waters dost restore
The heavenly gift that sorrow took away.
Now With Creation's Morning Song
© Aurelius Clemens Prudentius
Now with creations morning song
Let us, as children of the day,
With wakened heart and purpose strong,
The works of darkness cast away.
NewsFfrom St. James's.
© Mary Barber
The Cretan Sage began the Charge,
Recounted all his Crimes at large;
His Insincerity, and Pride,
His Hundred evil Arts beside;
Arts, thinly veil'd with Virtue's Guise,
The modern Statesmens Scheme to rise.
Naples
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Fold her, O Father, in Thine arms,
And let her henceforth be
A messenger of love between
Our human hearts and Thee.
Not they who soar
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
High up there are no thorns to prod,
Nor boulders lurking 'neath the clod
To turn the keenness of the share,
For flight is ever free and rare;
But heroes they the soil who've trod,
Not they who soar!
Noera
© Madison Julius Cawein
Noera, when sad Fall
Has grayed the fallow;
Leaf-cramped the wood-brook's brawl
In pool and shallow;
When, by the woodside, tall
Stands sere the mallow.
Natural Philosophy
© William Henry Drummond
Very offen I be t'inkin' of de queer folk goin' roun',
And way dey kip a-talkin' of de hard tam get along--
Nippon
© Alfred Noyes
Last night, I dreamed of Nippon....
I saw a cloud of white
Drifting before the sunset
On seas of opal light.
Notes On The Art Of Poetry
© Dylan Thomas
I could never have dreamt that there were such goings-on
in the world between the covers of books,
Now And Afterwards
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
TWO hands upon the breast,
And labor's done;
Two pale feet crossed in rest--
The race is won;
