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Magpies - This is a little superstitious verse that my mum (Irish) used to say to me whenever she saw a "tiding" of magpies.
One for sorrow Two for joy Three for a wedding Four for a boy Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret never to behold Eight a wish Nine for a kiss Ten is a secret you cannot miss
Here are some other versions that I have found on the net
Crow or Magpie Augry (the practice of foretelling the future based on the number of birds seen) has been around for centuries, and spawned many version of the "counting rhyme". These are a few. The older ones and the European ones tend to be about magpies, while the newer ones and the North American ones tend to be about crows, suggesting that the subject switched from magpies to crows around the same time that people were crossing the atlantic.
Counting Rhyme (from The Folklore of Birds, by Laura C. Martin, 1993)
One for sorrow, two for mirth, Three for a wedding, four for a birth, Five for silver, six for gold, Seven for a secret not to be told. Eight for heaven, nine for hell, And ten for the devil's own sel'.
Counting Crows One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl, for 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.
Magpie Rhyme (from Bird Brains, by Candace Savage, 1997. The Rhyme she quotes is from The Dictionary of Superstitions published by Oxford University Press in 1992)
One for sorrow, two for mirth, three for a wedding, four for birth, five for rich, six for poor, Seven for a witch, I can tell you no more.
Counting Rhyme
One crow sorrow, Two crows mirth, three, a wedding, four, a birth, five brings silver, six takes wealth, seven crows a secret, More I can nae tell.
Counting Crows
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.
One for sorrow, two for mirth, three's a wedding, four's a birth, five is Heaven, six is Hell, seven is the Devil himself.
Magpie, magpie, chatter and flee, Turn up thy tail, and good luck to me.
One's lucky, Two's unlucky, Three is health, Four is wealth, Five is sickness And six is death.
One crow sorrow, Two crows joy, Three crows a letter, Four crows a boy.
One for sorrow Two for mirth Three for a wedding Four for a birth Five for silver Six for gold Seven of a secret not to be told Eight for heaven Nine for hell And ten for the devil's own self.
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.
One for sorrow Two for mirth Three for a wedding Four for birth Five for rich Six for poor Seven for a witch I can tell you no more.
There are many recorded instances of country folk being n real terror if a single pynot or "Maggotty-Pie" flew across their path. Two of the most popular rhymes concerning this dangerous bird of omen are: One for Anger Two for Mirth Three for a Wedding And for for a Birth Five for Silver But six for Gold Seven for a secret that's never been told. Eight for Heaven And nine for Hell Ten for the Devil Who'll get yer so'elle
One for Sorrow Two for Joy Three for a Letter Four for a Boy Five is for rich And six for Poor Seven for a Witch And Eight for a Whore Nine for Burying I ca tell thee no more.
Tradition accusses the magpie of not wearing full mourning at the Crucifixtion and is supposed to carry a drop of the Devil's blood under its tongue.
The/ magpie brings us/ tidings of/ news both fair and/ foul She's more/ cunning than the/ raven More/ wise than any/owl She/ brings us news of the / harvest Of/ barley wheat and/ corn She/ knows when we'll go/ to our graves/ How we shall be/ born// One's for sorrow/ Two's for joy/ Three's for a girl and/ Four's for a boy/ Five for silver/ Six for gold And/ Seven for a secret/ never told// Devil devil/ I defy th-/ ee// Devil devil/ I defy th-/ ee/ Devil devil/ I defy/ thee//
[This message has been edited by johnnie7au (edited 12-27-2005).]
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