vidi ego qui iuvenum miseros lusisset amores post Veneris vinclis subdere colla senem et sibi blanditias tremula componere voce et manibus canas fingere velle comas; stare nec ante fores puduit caraeve puellae ancillam medio detinuisse foro.
I have seen the man that had mocked the hapless loves of the young, in later time put his aged neck in the halter of Venus and make soft speeches for himself in quavering tones and turn his hands to dressing his hoary hair: nor did he blush to stand before the doors of the beloved or to have stopped her maid in the middle of the forum.
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