If the first of July be rainy weather, It will rain, more of less, for four weeks together.

If the first of July be rainy weather, It will rain, more of less, for four weeks together.

Loud is the summer's busy song The smallest breeze can find a tongue, While insects of each tiny size Grow teasing with their melodies, Till noon burns with its blistering breath Around, and day lies still as death.

The Summer looks out from her brazen tower, Through the flashing bars of July.

Hot July brings cooling showers, Apricots and gillyflowers.

The glowing Ruby should adorn Those who in warm July are born, Then will they be exempt and free From love's doubt and anxiety.