A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest—
Laziness brings on deep sleep, and the shiftless go hungry.
Do not love sleep or you will grow poor; stay awake and you will have food to spare.
for drunkards and gluttons become poor, and drowsiness clothes them in rags.
Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise!
How long will you lie there, you sluggard? When will you get up from your sleep?
Fools fold their hands and ruin themselves.