TO make your candles last
for a’,
You wives and maids give ear-o!
To put ’em out’s the only way,
Says honest John Boldero.
ST. SWITHIN’s day,
if thou dost rain,
For forty days it will remain:
St. Swithin’s day, if thou be fair,
For forty days ’twill rain
na mair.
IF wishes were horses,
Beggars would ride;
If turnips were watches,
I would wear one by my side.
NATURE requires five,
Custom gives seven!
Laziness takes nine,
And Wickedness eleven.
[Hours of Sleep.
SEE a pin and pick it up,
All the day you’ll have good luck;
See a pin and let it lay,
Bad luck you’ll have all the day!
NEEDLES
and pins, needles and pins.
When
a man marries his trouble begins.
BOUNCE
buckram, velvet’s dear;
Christmas
comes but once a year.
A
MAN of words and not of deeds,
Is
like a garden full of weeds;
And
when the weeds begin to grow,
It’s
like a garden full of snow;
And
when the snow begins to fall,
It’s
like a bird upon the wall;
And
when the bird away does fly,
It’s
like an eagle in the sky;
And
when the sky begins to roar,
It’s
like a lion at the door;
And
when the door begins to crack,
It’s
like a stick across your back;
And
when your back begins to smart,
It’s
like a penknife in your heart;
And
when your heart begins to bleed,
You’re
dead, and dead, and dead, indeed.
IF
you sneeze on Monday, you sneeze for danger;
Sneeze
on a Tuesday, kiss a stranger;
Sneeze
on a Wednesday, sneeze for a letter;
Sneeze
on a Thursday, something better;
Sneeze
on a Friday, sneeze for sorrow;
Sneeze
on a Saturday, see your sweetheart to-morrow.
WHEN
the wind is in the east,
’Tis
neither good for man nor beast;
When
the wind is in the north,
The
skilful fisher goes not forth;
When
the wind is in the south,
It
blows the bait in the fishes’ mouth;
When
the wind is in the west,
Then
’tis at the very best.
HE
that would thrive
Must
rise at five;
He
that hath thriven
May
lie till seven;
And
he that by the plough would thrive,
Himself
must either hold or drive.
A SWARM of bees in May
Is worth a load of hay;
A swarm of bees in June
Is worth a silver spoon;
A swarm of bees in July
Is not worth a fly.
YEOW mussent sing a’
Sunday,
Becaze it is a sin,
But yeow may sing a’ Monday
Till Sunday cums agin.
A SUNSHINY shower
Won’t last half an hour.
FOR every evil under the sun,
There is a remedy, or there is none.
If there be one, try and find it;
If there be none, never mind it.
THE art of good driving’s
a paradox quite,
Though custom has prov’d it so long;
If you go to the left, you’re sure
to go right,
If you go to the right, you go wrong.
AS the days lengthen,
So the storms strengthen.
THE fair maid who, the first of
May,
Goes to the fields at break of day,
And washes in dew from the hawthorn tree,
Will ever after handsome be.
FRIDAY night’s dream,
On the Saturday told,
Is sure to come true,
Be it never so old.
EARLY to bed, and early to
rise,
Makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.
MONDAY’S bairn is fair of
face,
Tuesday’s bairn is full of grace,
Wednesday’s bairn is full of woe,
Thursday’s bairn has far to go,
Friday’s bairn is loving and giving,
Saturday’s bairn works hard for its
living,
But the bairn that is born on the Sabbath
day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.
FOR
want of a nail, the shoe was lost;
For
want of the shoe, the horse was lost;
For
want of the horse, the rider was lost;
For
want of the rider, the battle was lost;
For
want of the battle, the kingdom was lost;
And
all from the want of a horseshoe nail.
MARCH
winds and April showers
Bring
forth May flowers.