A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the arms to rest—
Laziness brings on deep sleep, and the sluggard goes hungry.
Do not love sleep lest you be reduced to poverty; keep your eyes open, have your fill of food.
For drunkards and gluttons come to poverty, and lazing about clothes one in rags.
Go to the ant, O sluggard, study her ways and learn wisdom;
How long, O sluggard, will you lie there? when will you rise from your sleep?
“Fools fold their arms and consume their own flesh”—