Yea, sleep on still a little, slumber a little, fold thy hands together yet a little, that thou mayest sleep:

Whoso covereth another man's offense, seeketh love; but he that discloseth the fault, setteth friends at variance.

Why wilt thou set thine eye upon the thing, which suddenly vanisheth away? For riches make themselves wings, and take their flight like an Eagle into the air.

Remove not the old landmark, and come not within the field of the fatherless.

"They wounded me," shalt thou say, "but it hath not hurt me. They smote me, but I felt it not. When I am well awakened, I will go to the drink again."

First, make up thy work that is without, and look well unto that which thou hast in the field, and then build thine house.

I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyards of the foolish man.

Yea, sleep on still a little, slumber a little, fold thine hands together yet a little;

Like as the bird, and the swallow take their flight and flee here and there; so the curse that is given in vain, shall not light upon a man.