⁶ Go to the ant, you lazybones;
    consider its ways and be wise.^(A)
7 Without having any chief
    or officer or ruler,
⁸ it prepares its food in summer
    and gathers its sustenance in harvest.^(B)
9 How long will you lie there, O lazybones?
    When will you rise from your sleep?^(C)
10 A little sleep, a little slumber,
    a little folding of the hands to rest,
¹¹ and poverty will come upon you like a robber,
    and want, like an armed warrior.^(D)