A swarm of bees in May</br> Is worth a load of hay. </br> A swarm of bees in June </br> Is worth a silver spoon. </br> A swarm of bees in July </br> Is not worth a fly. </br>
This ditty, roared out by gruff Lord Beaverbrook in Britain's august House of Lords, was a handy text for the war's great new development: a race for the initiative on Germany's western and southern fronts.
Catchpenny Clamor. The urgency was obvious. Therefore it was not surprising that Lord Beaverbrook, inveterate roarer for a second front, should roar again to...
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