Thou wilt sleep a little, thou wilt slumber a little, thou wilt fold thy hands a little to sleep:
Go to the ant, O sluggard, and consider her ways, and learn wisdom:
How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou rise out of thy sleep?
Slothfulness casteth into a deep sleep, and an idle soul shall suffer hunger.
Love not sleep, lest poverty oppress thee: open thy eyes, and be filled with bread.
Because they that give themselves to drinking, and that club together shall be consumed; and drowsiness shall be clothed with rags.
The fool foldeth his hands together, and eateth his own flesh, saying: