NOB.................1 Fond lovers, yet not quite hob nob, Idiot Boy
NOBODY..............2 He shouts from nobody knows where; Idiot Boy And then there's nobody to say Idiot Boy
NODDING.............1 Nodding their heads before her goes Ancyent Marinere I
NOISE...............4 A pleasant noise till noon, Ancyent Marinere V A noise like of a hidden brook Ancyent Marinere V -- He hears a noise -- he's all awake -- Goody Blake And Johnny makes the noise he loves, Idiot Boy
NOISELESS...........1 To creep unseen with noiseless tread, Lewti
NOISES..............1 Like noises of a swound. Ancyent Marinere I
NOISY...............1 But soon, with proud parade, the noisy drum Female Vagrant
NONE................4 There's none that ever knew: The Thorn Alas! and I have none; Last of the Flock There's none to help poor Susan Gale, Idiot Boy "And none had lived before you!" Expostulation
NOOK................1 He loved his old hereditary nook, Female Vagrant
NOON................7 Till over the mast at noon -- Ancyent Marinere I The bloody sun at noon, Ancyent Marinere II A pleasant noise till noon, Ancyent Marinere V Till noon we silently sail'd on Ancyent Marinere V The sails at noon left off their tune Ancyent Marinere V He kneels at morn and noon and eve -- Ancyent Marinere VII At night, at morning, and at noon, Goody Blake
NOR................32 The wind, that shade nor motion made, Ancyent Marinere VI And never learnt a prayer, nor told a bead, Foster-Mother With holy men, nor in a holy place -- Foster-Mother The beauty still more beauteous. Nor, that time, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Nor yet the crowded fleet its anchor stirred. Female Vagrant Fondly we wished, and wished away, nor knew, Female Vagrant Nor morsel to my mouth that day did lift, Female Vagrant Nor dared my hand at any door to knock. Female Vagrant Nor to the beggar's language could I frame my tongue. Female Vagrant Of hideous sense; I sunk, nor step could crawl, Female Vagrant Was weak, nor of the past had memory. Female Vagrant Nor pain nor pity in my bosom raised. Female Vagrant Nor pain nor pity in my bosom raised. Female Vagrant Hung down his head, nor made reply; Anecdote for Fathers Nor leaping torrents when they howl; Mad Mother "Come home again, nor stop at all, Idiot Boy But neither Doctor nor his guide Idiot Boy There's neither horse nor man abroad, Idiot Boy There's neither Johnny nor his horse, Idiot Boy There's neither doctor nor his guide. Idiot Boy "But he is neither far nor near, Idiot Boy "Nor less I deem that there are powers, Expostulation Nor, with their green and simple hue, disturb Tintern Abbey Of kindness and of love. Nor less, I trust, Tintern Abbey Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur: other gifts Tintern Abbey Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur: other gifts Tintern Abbey Nor, perchance, Tintern Abbey Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Tintern Abbey Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all Tintern Abbey Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all Tintern Abbey And these my exhortations! Nor, perchance, Tintern Abbey Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Tintern Abbey
NORTH...............1 At once, as by the north side of the Chapel Foster-Mother
NORTHERN............1 In sleep I heard the northern gleams; Forsaken Indian
NOT................91 We could not speak no more than if Ancyent Marinere II She doth not tack from side to side -- Ancyent Marinere III Fear not, fear not, thou wedding guest! Ancyent Marinere IV Fear not, fear not, thou wedding guest! Ancyent Marinere IV This body dropt not down. Ancyent Marinere IV And yet I could not die. Ancyent Marinere IV I mov'd and could not feel my limbs, Ancyent Marinere V It did not come anear; Ancyent Marinere V I have not to declare; Ancyent Marinere V I could not draw my een from theirs Ancyent Marinere VI Its path was not upon the sea Ancyent Marinere VI The dead men could not blast. Ancyent Marinere VI "And they answer'd not our cheer. Ancyent Marinere VII What if these barren boughs the bee not loves; Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Far lovelier, and his heart could not sustain Yew-Tree near Esthwaite Be lov'd, like nature! -- But 'twill not be so; Nightingale A different lore: we may not thus profane Nightingale Which the great lord inhabits not: and so Nightingale Forget it was not day! On moonlight bushes, Nightingale Depart; for LEWTI is not kind. Lewti Depart; for Lewti is not kind. Lewti With floating colours not a few, Lewti And yet thou didst not look unkind! Lewti Through pastures not his own, the master took; Female Vagrant I could not pray: -- through tears that fell in showers, Female Vagrant That when I loved him not I cannot say. Female Vagrant And knew not why. My happy father died Female Vagrant And tears that flowed for ills which patience could not heal. Female Vagrant That comes not to the human mourner's breast. Female Vagrant And their long holiday that feared not grief, Female Vagrant Were not for me, brought up on nothing ill; Female Vagrant It would not pay for candle-light. Goody Blake And then for cold not sleep a wink. Goody Blake But not a whit the warmer he: Goody Blake Not far from pleasant Ivor-hall, Simon Lee For she, not over stout of limb, Simon Lee From labor could not wean them, Simon Lee Not twenty paces from the door, Simon Lee I could not feel a pain. Anecdote for Fathers "I cannot tell, I do not know." Anecdote for Fathers If I these thoughts may not prevent, Lines in Early Spring Have I not reason to lament Lines in Early Spring Not higher than a two-year's child, The Thorn Not five yards from the mountain-path, The Thorn I did not speak -- I saw her face, The Thorn I do not think she could. The Thorn And yet I have not often seen Last of the Flock And now I care not if we die, Last of the Flock Till thirty were not left alive Last of the Flock Then, lovely baby, do not fear! Mad Mother And do not dread the waves below, Mad Mother Then do not fear, my boy! for thee Mad Mother And if from me thou wilt not go, Mad Mother Thy father cares not for my breast, Mad Mother 'Tis well for me; thou canst not see Mad Mother Dread not their taunts, my little life! Mad Mother Then, pretty dear, be not afraid; Mad Mother There's not a mother, no not one, Idiot Boy There's not a mother, no not one, Idiot Boy There's not a house within a mile, Idiot Boy And then! his words were not a few, Idiot Boy Is not more still and mute than he. Idiot Boy And Betty will not then depart. Idiot Boy By this time she's not quite so flurried; Idiot Boy With Betty all was not so well, Idiot Boy Which she to Susan will not tell. Idiot Boy And Johnny is not yet in sight, Idiot Boy But Betty is not quite at ease; Idiot Boy Of sad mischances not a few, Idiot Boy "If Susan had not been so ill, Idiot Boy "He's not as wise as some folks be," Idiot Boy "There's not a single soul abroad." Idiot Boy Fond lovers, yet not quite hob nob, Idiot Boy She knows not, happy Betty Foy! Idiot Boy Who would not cherish dreams so sweet, Near Richmond When life was sweet I knew not why, Expostulation " -- Then ask not wherefore, here, alone, Expostulation That peck along the road, regard him not. Old Man Travelling A man who does not move with pain, but moves Old Man Travelling My friends, I did not follow you! Forsaken Indian A woman who was not thy mother. Forsaken Indian Then do not weep and grieve for me; Forsaken Indian I should not feel the pain of dying, Forsaken Indian I shall not see another sun, Forsaken Indian I shall not see another day. Forsaken Indian These forms of beauty have not been to me, Tintern Abbey While here I stand, not only with the sense Tintern Abbey And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Tintern Abbey To look on nature, not as in the hour Tintern Abbey Not harsh or grating, though of ample power Tintern Abbey If I were not thus taught, should I the more Tintern Abbey
