No!

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 travelling 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!
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