In former times Shropshire labourers used to give up work for the rest of the day when they heard the first note of the cuckoo.
There is an old superstition that where one hears the cuckoo first there one will spend most of the year.
Use maketh maistry, this hath been said alway;
But all is not alway as all men do say.
In April, the koocoo can sing her song by rote,
In June of tune she cannot sing a note: