A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest,
Go to the ant, O sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.
How long will you lie there, O sluggard? When will you arise from your sleep?
Slothfulness casts into a deep sleep, and an idle person will suffer hunger.
Love not sleep, lest you come to poverty; open your eyes, and you will have plenty of bread.
for the drunkard and the glutton will come to poverty, and slumber will clothe them with rags.
The fool folds his hands and eats his own flesh.