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A little more slumber and a little more sleep. Behold, there is no watchman on the wall. A little more slumber and a little more sleep. Unexpectedly like a thief in the night, the time comes and man has abandoned himself.

Oh, a little more slumber and a little more sleep. The sluggard hates the joy of labour in his supposed morning task. Therefore the harvest lies wide and fallow. But the reaper was too tired for God’s work. Therefore he refrained from this all-important task.

A little more slumber and a little more sleep. Given up to a night’s entertainment, the beautiful morning has perished under the sloth’s late sleep. So comes Satan’s speech in another little slumber. And behold, Nagash sails through the dreams in the form of a multi-coloured fire dragon.

Whereupon the dreamer awakens and finds himself standing destitute, hungry and naked. While in his hangover he tries to belch out the previous night’s evil. But in a little more slumber and a little
more sleep there is simply no hope or counsel for the lazy sluggard.