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!
