17 April 2004

(24) Some old rhymes

Not a corvid augury system as elaborate as the Tibetan and Indian systems I posted earlier, but nice anyway:

One for sorrow, two for mirth,
Three for a wedding, four for a birth,
Five for silver, six for gold,
Seven a secret not to be told,
Eight for heaven, nine for hell,
And ten for the devil's own sel'.

One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a girl,
Four for a boy,
Five for silver,
Six for gold,
Seven for a secret
never to be told,
Eight for a wish,
Nine for a kiss,
Ten for a time
of joyous bliss.

One for sadness, two for mirth,
Three for marriage, four for birth,
Five for laughing, six for crying,
Seven for sickness, eight for dying,
Nine for silver, ten for gold,
Eleven a secret that will never be told.

Just pick the one you like most....or ask the crows (or magpies) themselves.