Sweet April showers do spring May flowers. Seek home for rest, for home is best. February, fill the dyke with what thou dost like. A fool and his money are soon parted. At Christmas play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year. Make hunger thy sauce, as a medicine for health. For the first fourteen years for a rod they do while for the next as a pearl in the world they do shine. For the next trim beauty beginneth to swerve. For the next matrons or drudges they serve. For the next doth crave a staff for a stay. For the next a bier to fetch them away. | 
