IX GRANDMOTHER'S WISDOM He that would thrive He that hath thriven May lie till seven; And he that by the plough would thrive, Himself must either hold or drive. Cock crows in the morn, To tell us to rise, Will never be wise. For early to bed, And early to rise, A swarm of bees in May As the days grow longer The storms grow stronger. When the days begin to lengthen March winds and April showers Evening red and morning gray When Jacky's a very good boy, He shall have cakes and a custard; But when he does nothing but cry, He shall have nothing but mustard. Rainbow at night Thirty days hath September, For every ill beneath the sun They that wash on Monday They that wash on Friday And they that wash on Saturday, If you sneeze on Monday, you sneeze for dan ger; Sneeze on a Tuesday, kiss a stranger; Sneeze on a Wednesday, sneeze for a letter; Sneeze on a Friday, sneeze for sorrow; When the wind is in the east, The skilful fisher goes not forth; |