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No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—
No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence But Contemplation for Contemporaneous Nought Our Single Competition Jehovah’s Estimate.
No Notice gave She, but a Change— No Message, but a Sigh— For Whom, the Time did not suffice That She should specify. She was not warm, though Summer shone Nor scrupulous of cold Though Rime by Rime, the steady…
No matter—now—Sweet— But when I’m Earl— Won’t you wish you’d spoken To that dull Girl? Trivial a Word—just— Trivial—a Smile— But won’t you wish you’d spared one When I’m Earl? I shan’t need it—then— Crests—will do— Eagles on my Buckles—…
No Man can compass a Despair— As round a Goalless Road No faster than a Mile at once The Traveller proceed— Unconscious of the Width— Unconscious that the Sun Be setting on His progress— So accurate the One At estimating…
No Crowd that has occurred Exhibit—I suppose That General Attendance That Resurrection—does— Circumference be full— The long restricted Grave Assert her Vital Privilege— The Dust—connect—and live— On Atoms—features place— All Multitudes that were Efface in the Comparison— As Suns—dissolve a…
No Bobolink—reverse His Singing When the only Tree Ever He minded occupying By the Farmer be— Clove to the Root— His Spacious Future— Best Horizon—gone— Whose Music be His Only Anodyne— Brave Bobolink—
New feet within my garden go— New fingers stir the sod— A Troubadour upon the Elm Betrays the solitude. New children play upon the green— New Weary sleep below— And still the pensive Spring returns— And still the punctual snow!
Never for Society He shall seek in vain— Who His own acquaintance Cultivate—Of Men Wiser Men may weary— But the Man within Never knew Satiety— Better entertain Than could Border Ballad— Or Biscayan Hymn— Neither introduction Need You—unto Him—