Part 3 (1/2)

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.

ST CLEMENT'S APPLE FEAST, STAFFORDs.h.i.+RE

Clemany! Clemany! Clemany mine!

A good red apple and a pint of wine, Some of your mutton and some of your veal, If it is good, pray give me a deal; If it is not, pray give some salt.

Butler! butler! fill your bowl; If thou fill'st it with the best, The Lord'll send your soul to rest; If thou fill'st it of the small, Down goes butler, bowl and all.

Pray, good mistress, send to me, One for Peter, one for Paul, One for Him who made us all, Apple, pear, plum, or cherry, Any good thing to make us merry;

A bouncing buck, and velvet chair, Clement comes but once a year; Off with the pot, and on with the pan, A good red apple and I'll begone!

SPRING 1600

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king, Then bloomes each thing, then maydes dance in a ring; Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing, Cuckow, Jugge, Jugge, pu-we to witta woo.

The Palme and May make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pype all day, And we have aye birds tune this merry lay, Cuckow, Jugge, Jugge, pu-we to witta woo.

SUSs.e.x

If apples bloom in March, In vain for 'um you'll sarch; If apples bloom in April, Why then they'll be plentiful; If apples bloom in May, You may eat 'um night and day.

Through storm and wind, Suns.h.i.+ne and shower, Still will ye find Groundsel in flower.

SPRING

Sound the flute!

Now 'tis mute; Birds delight Day and night, Nightingale, In the dale, Lark in sky-- Merrily, Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

Little boy, Full of joy; Little girl, Sweet and small, c.o.c.k does crow, So do you; Merry voice, Infant noise; Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

Little lamb, Here I am; Come and lick My white neck; Let me pull Your soft wool; Let me kiss Your soft face; Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.

NORTHUMBERLAND

Rain, rain, go away, And come again another day, When I brew and when I bake, I'll gie you a little cake.

YARROW

If the evening's red and the morning gray, It is the sign of a bonnie day; If the evening's gray and the morning red, The lamb and the ewe will go wet to bed.