January

from Thomas Tusser:

Bid Christmas adieu,

Thy stock now renew.

Who killeth a neat,

Hath cheaper his meat.

Fat home-sed souse,

Is good in a house.

Who danties love a beggar shall prove;

Who always sells,

In hunger dwells.

Who nothing saves,

Shall nothing have.

Lay dirt upon heaps,

Some profit it reaps.

When weather is hard,

Get muck out of yard.