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Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise:
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Which having no guide, overseer, or ruler,
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Provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.
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How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?
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Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:
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So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
