Bishops(i)
30 I went by the fielde of the slouthfull, and by the vineyarde of the foolishe man
31 And lo, it was all couered with nettles, and stoode full of thornes, and the stone wall was broken downe
32 This I sawe, and considered it well: I looked vpon it, and toke it for a warning
33 Yea sleepe on styll [I say] a litle, slumber a litle, folde thy handes together yet a litle
34 So shall pouertie come vnto thee as one that trauayleth by the way, and necessitie lyke a weaponed man