Nemesis

I praise bright-eyed Nemesis, daughter of dark-cloaked Nyx,

Nemesis who watches, who knows whenever

we have done harm, who makes certain that all evil

is punished, that all who are guilty receive their due.

Swift-winged Nemesis, bearer of the apple branch,

in days of old were you well honored, goddess,

by those who suffered the losses and pains of love;

many were the false-hearted lovers who felt your wrath.

Fair-minded Nemesis, just one, unyielding one

you are the firmest foe of cruel and violent men,

you are the avenger of the wronged, the disperser

of right reward. Nemesis, I honor you.