Webster(i)
30 I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding;
31 And lo, it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face of it, and its stone wall was broken down.
32 Then I saw, and considered it well: I looked upon it, and received instruction.
33 Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:
34 So shall thy poverty come as one that traveleth; and thy want as an armed man.