Bishops(i)
6 Go to the emmet thou sluggarde, consider her wayes, and learne to be wyse
7 She hath no guyde, nor ouerseer, nor ruler
8 Yet in the sommer she prouideth her meate, and gathereth her foode together in the haruest
9 Howe long wylt thou sleepe thou sluggishe man? When wylt thou aryse out of thy sleepe
10 Yea, sleepe on still a litle, slumber a litle, folde thyne handes together yet a litle that thou mayest sleepe
11 So shall pouertie come vnto thee as one that trauayleth by the way, and necessitie like a weaponed man