NEW.................1 Soon after they arrived in that new world, Foster-Mother
NEW-BORN............1 But kill a new-born infant thus! The Thorn
NEWS................1 This piteous news so much it shock'd her, Idiot Boy
NEXT................1 "And I am next of kin; Ancyent Marinere I
NIGH................1 The day was well nigh done! Ancyent Marinere III
NIGHT..............30 Whiles all the night thro' [fog-smoke white] Ancyent Marinere I The Death-fires danc'd at night; Ancyent Marinere II That to the sleeping woods all night Ancyent Marinere V Twas night, calm night, the moon was high; Ancyent Marinere VI Twas night, calm night, the moon was high; Ancyent Marinere VI I pass, like night, from land to land; Ancyent Marinere VII A balmy night! and tho' the stars be dim, Nightingale As he were fearful, that an April night Nightingale Familiar with these songs, that with the night Nightingale To sleep by day and wake all night. Lewti When silent night has clos'd her eyes -- Lewti How dismal tolled; that night, the city clock! Female Vagrant At night, at morning, and at noon, Goody Blake And then her three hours' work at night! Goody Blake The winds at night had made a rout, Goody Blake And there, at night, in frost and snow, Goody Blake A-bed or up, by night or day; Goody Blake At all times of the day and night The Thorn "Now wherefore thus, by day and night, The Thorn And all that winter, when at night The Thorn By day, and in the silent night, The Thorn 'Tis eight o'clock, -- a clear March night, Idiot Boy Bethink you of the time of night; Idiot Boy And Susan has a dreadful night. Idiot Boy "Such night as this was ne'er before, Idiot Boy The owlets through the long blue night Idiot Boy The owls have hooted all night long, Idiot Boy "Where all this long night you have been, Idiot Boy Now Johnny all night long had heard Idiot Boy When his fetters at night have so press'd on his limbs, Convict
NIGHT-CAP...........1 And one hand rubs his old night-cap. Idiot Boy
NIGHT-WANDERING.....1 -- But some night-wandering Man, whose heart was pierc'd Nightingale
NIGHTINGALE.........5 And hark! the Nightingale begins its song, Nightingale And joyance! 'Tis the merry Nightingale Nightingale Many a Nightingale perch giddily Nightingale Sweet Nightingale! once more, my friends! farewell. Nightingale The Nightingale sings o'er her head; Lewti
NIGHTINGALES........1 So many Nightingales: and far and near Nightingale
NIGHTLY.............1 And ear still busy on its nightly watch, Female Vagrant
NIGHTS..............1 Seven days, seven nights I saw that curse, Ancyent Marinere IV
NINE................4 It perch'd for vespers nine, Ancyent Marinere I Nine fathom deep he had follow'd us Ancyent Marinere II Under the keel nine fathom deep Ancyent Marinere V And coats enough to smother nine. Goody Blake
NO.................97 But no sweet Bird did follow Ancyent Marinere II No bigger than the moon. Ancyent Marinere II We could not speak no more than if Ancyent Marinere II No bigger than my fist; Ancyent Marinere III And Christ would take no pity on Ancyent Marinere IV And no where did abide: Ancyent Marinere IV O happy living things! no tongue Ancyent Marinere IV "The Ocean hath no blast: Ancyent Marinere VI And turns no more his head: Ancyent Marinere VI There was no breeze upon the bay, Ancyent Marinere VI No wave against the shore. Ancyent Marinere VI The rock shone bright, the kirk no less Ancyent Marinere VI No voice did they impart -- Ancyent Marinere VI No voice; but O! the silence sank, Ancyent Marinere VI Can no one hear? It is a perilous tale! Foster-Mother No one. Foster-Mother No sparkling rivulet spread the verdant herb; Yew-Tree near Esthwaite No common soul. In youth, by genius nurs'd, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Nightingale No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Nightingale Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Nightingale Of sullen Light, no obscure trembling hues. Nightingale But hear no murmuring: it flows silently Nightingale Who, capable of no articulate sound, Nightingale Alas! it has no pow'r to stay: Lewti No joy to see a neighboring house, or stray Female Vagrant Glimmer'd our dear-loved home, alas! no longer ours! Female Vagrant To him we turned: -- we had no other aid. Female Vagrant We had no hope, and no relief could gain. Female Vagrant We had no hope, and no relief could gain. Female Vagrant Ravage was made, for which no knell was heard. Female Vagrant There, pains which nature could no more support, Female Vagrant Of looks where common kindness had no part, Female Vagrant No plough their sinews strained; on grating road Female Vagrant No wain they drove, and yet, the yellow sheaf Female Vagrant With tears whose course no effort could confine, Female Vagrant Oh! tell me whither ---- for no earthly friend Female Vagrant She wept; -- because she had no more to say Female Vagrant Of waistcoats Harry has no lack, Goody Blake No word to any man he utters, Goody Blake And bring no book, for this one day Lines near my House No joyless forms shall regulate Lines near my House And bring no book; for this one day Lines near my House No doubt, a burthen weighty; Simon Lee No man like him the horn could sound, Simon Lee And no man was so full of glee; Simon Lee His master's dead, and no one now Simon Lee He has no son, he has no child, Simon Lee He has no son, he has no child, Simon Lee Which they can till no longer? Simon Lee It is no tale; but should you think, Simon Lee "At Kilve there was no weather-cock, Anecdote for Fathers No leaves it has, no thorny points; The Thorn No leaves it has, no thorny points; The Thorn For the true reason no one knows, The Thorn No more I know, I wish I did, The Thorn And if a child was born or no, The Thorn There's no one that could ever tell; The Thorn There's no one knows, as I have said, The Thorn No object higher than my knee. The Thorn No screen, no fence could I discover, The Thorn No screen, no fence could I discover, The Thorn No peace, no comfort could I find, Last of the Flock No peace, no comfort could I find, Last of the Flock No ease, within doors or without, Last of the Flock Till he relent, and can no more endure Dungeon I pray thee have no fear of me, Mad Mother From him no harm my babe can take, Mad Mother There's not a mother, no not one, Idiot Boy No hand to help them in distress Idiot Boy There is no need of boot or spur, Idiot Boy There is no need of whip or wand, Idiot Boy And seems no longer in a hurry. Idiot Boy No wonder if her senses fail, Idiot Boy She thinks no more of deadly sin; Idiot Boy Perhaps, and no unlikely thought! Idiot Boy Of moon or stars he takes no heed; Idiot Boy It is no goblin, 'tis no ghost, Idiot Boy It is no goblin, 'tis no ghost, Idiot Boy No doubt too he the moon had seen; Idiot Boy Could find no refuge from distress, Near Richmond "As if she for no purpose bore you; Expostulation And he is no mean preacher; Tables Turned He hath no need. He is by nature led Old Man Travelling My fire is dead: it knew no pain; Forsaken Indian But they to me no joy can give, Forsaken Indian No pleasure now, and no desire. Forsaken Indian No pleasure now, and no desire. Forsaken Indian If they have any life or no. Forsaken Indian That the weight can no longer be born, Convict "Poor victim! no idle intruder has stood Convict As may have had no trivial influence Tintern Abbey Though changed, no doubt, from what I was, when first Tintern Abbey That had no need of a remoter charm, Tintern Abbey And all its aching joys are now no more, Tintern Abbey Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all Tintern Abbey If I should be, where I no more can hear Tintern Abbey
