Thomas Hood

[beldmit]

NOVEMBER

No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk -
no proper time of day.
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!

Одно из немногих стихотворений, которые я вспоминаю (и ищу) регулярно. Так что пусть в ЖЖ лежит.

Upd: вот более полный вариант. Какой из них правильней - не знаю, но и короткого достаточно.

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 the 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 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!

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