May-cat,
Fly away,
Hasten away,
Bring me good weather with you to-morrow.[7]
In England, the children are wont to be afraid of injuring the Lady-bird lest it should rain.
With the Northmen the Lady-bird—Our Lady’s Key-maid—is believed to foretell to the husbandman whether the year shall be a plentiful one or the contrary: if its spots exceed seven, bread-corn will be dear; if they are fewer than seven, there will be an abundant harvest, and low prices.[8] And, in the following rhyme from Ploen, this insect is invoked to bring food:
Marspäert (Markpäert) fleeg in Himmel!
Bring my’n Sack voll Kringeln, my een, dy een,
Alle lütten Engeln een.
Or,—