Time tries the troth in everything.
February, fill the dyke with what thou dost like.
God sendeth and giveth both mouth and the meat.
In March and in April from morning till night In sowing and seeding good housewives delight.
As order is heavenly, where quiet is had, so error is hell, or a mischief as bad.
If a garden require it, now trench it ye may, one trench not a yard, from another go lay; Which being well filled with muck by and by, to cover with mould, for a season to lie.