Poems by First Line
- Now to thee, to thee, I fly - James Montgomery
- Now upon English soil I soon shall stand - Alfred Austin
- Now what will we do for timber, - Anonymous
- Now, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, - William Shakespeare
- Now, past the limit which his course divide - Luís de Camoes
- NOW, Robin, lend to me thy bow, - Anonymous
- Now, when from Covadonga, down the vale - Robert Southey
- Nowhere such a devious stream, - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- Nutmegs and cinnamon, rich spices, too - P.R. Dent
- O a song for Joyce's Country, where the grim wild mountains be, - Clinton Scollard
- O Albuera, glorious field of grief! - George Gordon, Lord Byron
- O amiable solitude, - Guillaume Anfrye de Chaulieu
- O Arranmore, loved Arranmore, - Thomas Moore
- O Ayr! my dear, my native ground, - Robert Burns
- O beauteous Isles in midway sea, - August Wilhelm Wern
- O BEAUTEOUS Southland! land of yellow air, - John Boyle O'Reilly
- O bells that rang, O bells that sang - Bret Harte
- O brother Francis, how much airy space - Giosuè Carducci
- O brown are the moors in the grey morning lying - Cicely Fox Smith
- O Cape of Storms! although thy front be dark - Thomas Pringle
Poems about Places
Poems about Places