You could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying overhead - There were no birds to fly.
Lewis CarrollI don't want to take up literature in a money-making spirit, or be very anxious about making large profits, but selling it at a loss is another thing altogether, and an amusement I cannot well afford.
Lewis CarrollA tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing - A simple chime, that served to time The rhythm of your rowing - Whose echoes live in memory yet, Though envious years would say 'forget.
Lewis Carroll