τὴν πολιὴν καλέω Νέμεσιν πόθου, ὅττι δικάζει ἔννομα ταῖς σοβαραῖς θᾶσσον ἐπερχομένη → I call gray hairs the Nemesis of love, because they judge justly, coming sooner to the proud
subs.
See marsh.
