6 O! thou slow man, go to the ant; and behold thou his ways, and learn thou wisdom.

7 Which when he hath no duke, neither commander, nor prince;

8 maketh ready in summer meat to himself, and gathereth together in harvest that, that he shall eat.

9 How long shalt thou, slow man, sleep? when shalt thou rise from thy sleep?

10 A little thou shalt sleep, a little thou shalt nap; a little thou shalt join together thine hands that thou sleep.

11 And then neediness, as a way-goer, shall come to thee; and poverty, as an armed man. Forsooth if thou art not slow, thy ripe corn shall come as a well; and neediness shall flee far from thee.