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Give no sleep to your eyes, Nor slumber to your eyelids.
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Free yourself, like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, Like a bird from the snare of the fowler.
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Go to the ant, you sluggard. Consider her ways, and be wise;
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Which having no chief, Overseer, or ruler,
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Provides her bread in the summer, And gathers her food in the harvest.
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How long will you sleep, sluggard? When will you arise out of your sleep?
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A little sleep, a little slumber, A little folding of the hands to sleep:
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So your poverty will come as a robber, And your scarcity as an armed man.