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Осеннее Thomas Hood
No sun-no moon!
No morn-no noon-
No dawn-
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 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!