No!
Thomas Hood
No sun--no moon!
No morn--no noon!
No dawn--no dusk--no proper
time of day--
No sky--no earthly view--
No distance looking blue--
No road--no street--no "t'other
side this way"--
No end to any Row--
No indications where the Crescents
go--
No top to any steeple--
No recognitions of familiar
people--
No courtesies for showing 'em--
No knowing 'em!
No traveling at all--no locomotion--
No inkling of the way--no notion--
"No go" by land or ocean--
No mail--no post--
No news from any foreign coast--
No Park, no Ring, no afternoon
gentility--
No company--no nobility--
No warmth, no cheerfulness,
no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies,
no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves,
no birds--
November!