Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.

While an ant was wandering under the shade of the tree of Phaeton, a drop of amber enveloped the tiny insect; thus she, who in life was disregarded, became precious by death.

For example, the tiny ant, a creature of great industry, drags with its mouth whatever it can, and adds it to the heap which she is piling up, not unaware nor careless of the future. [Lat., Parvula (nam exemplo est) magni formica laboris Ore trahit, quodcunque potest, atque addit acervo Quem struit; hand ignara ac non incauta futuri.]

Ants never sleep.

It is not enough to be industrious; so are the ants. What are you industrious about?

Like ants eating a bone.