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Ye indolent and slothful! rise,
View the ant’s labours, and be wise;
She has no guide to point her way,
No ruler chiding her delay:
Yet see with what incessant cares
She for the winter’s storm prepares;
In summer she provides her meat,
And harvest finds her store complete.
But when will slothful man rise?
How long shall sleep seal up his eyes?
Sloth more indulgence still demands;
Sloth shuts the eyes, and folds the hands.
But mark the end; want shall assail,
When all your strength and vigour fail;
Want, like an armed man, shall rush
The hoary head of age to crush.
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First Line: | Ye indolent and slothful! rise |
Title: | Prov. 6:6-12: Ye indolent and slothful! rise |
Meter: | 8,8,8,8 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1800 |
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