⁶ Go to the ant, you sluggard.
    Consider her ways, and be wise;
⁷ which having no chief, overseer, or ruler,
⁸     provides her bread in the summer,
    and gathers her food in the harvest.
⁹ How long will you sleep, sluggard?
    When will you arise out of your sleep?
¹⁰ A little sleep, a little slumber,
    a little folding of the hands to sleep:
¹¹ so your poverty will come as a robber,
    and your scarcity as an armed man.