Go and look at oats in May,
You will see them blown away;
Go and look again in June,
You will sing another tune.
The oak before the ash,
Prepare your summer sash;
The ash before the oak,
Prepare your summer cloak.
Dorset.
A windy May makes a fair year.
Cut thistles in May,
They grow in a day;
Cut thistles in June,
That is too soon;
Cut thistles in July,
Then they will die.