Nursery Rhyme. LXXXII. Proverbs.

            In July,
    Some reap rye;
            In August,
    If one will not the other must.

        [One version of the following song, which I believe to be the genuine one, is written on the last leaf of MS. Harl. 6580, between the lines of a fragment of an old charter, originally used for binding the book, in a hand of the end of the seventeenth century, but unfortunately it is scarcely adapted for the "ears polite" of modern days.]

    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 you...

    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.

    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!

    Three straws on a staff,
    Would make a baby cry and laugh.

    A man of words and not of deeds,
    Is like a garden full of weeds;
    For when the weeds begin to grow,
    Then doth the garden overflow.