February fill the dike,
Be it black, or be it white!
If it be white, it’s the better to like.
Oak before ash,
There’ll be a splash;
Ash before oak,
There’ll be a choke.
ESSEX
Winter thunder,
Rich man’s food,
And poor man’s hunger.
When the moon is at the full
Mushrooms you may freely pull;
But when the moon is on the wane,
Wait ere you think to pluck again.