The drone is a gross, stingless bee, that spendeth his time in gluttony
and idleness; for howsoever he brave it with his round, velvet cap, his
side gown, his full paunch, and his loud voice, yet is he but an idle
companion, living by the sweat of others’ brows. He worketh not at all,
either at home or abroad, and yet spendeth as much as two laborers; you
shall never find his man without a good drop of the purest nectar. In
the heat of the day he flieth abroad, aloft, and about, and that with
no small noise, as though he would do some great act; but it is only for
his pleasure, and to get him a stomach, and then returns he pleasantly
to his cheer.