NOTES...............5 But knew the names of birds, and mocked their notes, Foster-Mother First nam'd these notes a melancholy strain; Nightingale With fast thick warble his delicious notes, Nightingale Glides thro' the pathways; she knows all their notes, Nightingale I heard a thousand blended notes, Lines in Early Spring
NOTHING.............7 In nature there is nothing melancholy. Nightingale And nothing to my mind a sweeter pleasure brought. Female Vagrant Were not for me, brought up on nothing ill; Female Vagrant Then Goody, who had nothing said, Goody Blake "There's nothing that can ease my pain." Idiot Boy As careless as if nothing were, Idiot Boy "That nothing of itself will come, Expostulation
NOTICE..............1 With some uncertain notice, as might seem, Tintern Abbey
NOUGHT..............1 But he said nought to me -- Ancyent Marinere V
NOURISHED...........1 A morbid pleasure nourished, tracing here Yew-Tree near Esthwaite
NOURISHMENT.........1 That lap (their very nourishment!) their brother's blood. Female Vagrant
NOW................75 "Now wherefore stoppest me? Ancyent Marinere I "Now get thee hence, thou grey-beard Loon! Ancyent Marinere I Now mix'd, now one by one. Ancyent Marinere V Now mix'd, now one by one. Ancyent Marinere V And now 'twas like all instruments, Ancyent Marinere V Now like a lonely flute; Ancyent Marinere V And now it is like an angel's song Ancyent Marinere V The bodies had advanc'd, and now Ancyent Marinere VI "That signals made but now? Ancyent Marinere VII Who now doth crazy go, Ancyent Marinere VII And now all in my own Countree Ancyent Marinere VII Now oftimes and now fewer, Ancyent Marinere VII Now oftimes and now fewer, Ancyent Marinere VII Is gone; and now the wedding-guest Ancyent Marinere VII Now blessings on the man, whoe'er he be, Foster-Mother He always doted on the youth, and now Foster-Mother Now wild, to bend its arms in circling shade, Yew-Tree near Esthwaite And now for our dear homes. -- That strain again! Nightingale And now 'tis whiter than before, Lewti Now below, and now above, Lewti Now below, and now above, Lewti My husband's arms now only served to strain Female Vagrant And now to the seacoast, with numbers more, we drew. Female Vagrant Now coldly given, now utterly refused. Female Vagrant Now coldly given, now utterly refused. Female Vagrant And now across this moor my steps I bend -- Female Vagrant Now, when the frost was past enduring, Goody Blake And now and then, it must be said, Goody Blake Now Harry he had long suspected Goody Blake Now think, ye farmers all, I pray, Goody Blake Now that our morning meal is done, Lines near my House Love, now an universal birth, Lines near my House One moment now may give us more Lines near my House His master's dead, and no one now Simon Lee And now he's forced to work, though weak, Simon Lee "Now, little Edward, say why so; Anecdote for Fathers Now would you see this aged thorn, The Thorn "Now wherefore thus, by day and night, The Thorn 'Tis now some two and twenty years, The Thorn As now to any eye was plain; The Thorn And now I care not if we die, Last of the Flock Now laugh and be gay, to the woods away! Mad Mother And with a hurly-burly now Idiot Boy And now that Johnny is just going, Idiot Boy Burr, burr -- now Johnny's lips they burr, Idiot Boy Now, though he knows poor Johnny well, Idiot Boy And Betty, now at Susan's side, Idiot Boy But yet I guess that now and then Idiot Boy But now that time is gone and past. Idiot Boy And now the thought torments her sore, Idiot Boy And now she's high upon the down, Idiot Boy And now she's got into the town, Idiot Boy And now she's at the doctor's door, Idiot Boy And now she's high upon the down, Idiot Boy You hear it now if e'er you can. Idiot Boy Poor Betty now has lost all hope, Idiot Boy And now she sits her down and weeps; Idiot Boy Oh reader! now that I might tell Idiot Boy He with his pony now doth roam Idiot Boy And now, perhaps, he's hunting sheep, Idiot Boy And now, all full in view, she sees Idiot Boy And now she's at the pony's tail, Idiot Boy And now she's at the pony's head, Idiot Boy On that side now, and now on this, Idiot Boy On that side now, and now on this, Idiot Boy Now Johnny all night long had heard Idiot Boy As now, fair river! come to me. Near Richmond As thy deep waters now are flowing. Near Richmond Vain thought! yet be as now thou art, Near Richmond That patience now doth seem a thing, of which Old Man Travelling No pleasure now, and no desire. Forsaken Indian But now he half-raises his deep-sunken eye, Convict And now, with gleams of half-extinguished though[t,] Tintern Abbey And all its aching joys are now no more, Tintern Abbey Of holier love. Now wilt thou then forget, Tintern Abbey
