Poems by First Line

• November with its rosy light - Isaac McLellan
• November's chill blast on the rough beach is howling - Charlotte Turner Smith
• Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs - Dylan Thomas
• NOW couch thyself where, heard with fear afar, - William Wordsworth
• Now D’Entrecasteaux Channel opens fair - John Dunmore Lang
• Now doth not summer’s sunny smile - Letitia Elizabeth Landon
• Now entertain conjecture of a time, - William Shakespeare
• Now first, as I shut the door, - Edward Thomas
• NOW for Mathraval went Prince Madoc forth; - Robert Southey
• Now glory to the Lord of Hosts, from whom all glories are! - Thomas Babington Macaulay
• Now had the season returned, when the nights grow colder and longer - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
• Now I tell what I knew in Texas in my early youth - Walt Whitman
• Now in these latest days of May - Isaac McLellan
• Now inhabited by three young kids - Sean Bell
• Now is the perfect moment of the year - Amy Levy
• Now looking deeper in my dream, I see - Henry Van Dyke
• Now lovely Nature, laughing-eyed - Alfred Williams
• Now that we're almost settled in our house - William Butler Yeats
• Now the blue - Alan Gould
• NOW thrice that morning Guinevere had climbed - Alfred Lord Tennyson

Poems about Places