Aristophanes, Clouds 12-18
Strepsiades can’t sleep for worrying about the debts he has to pay at the end of the month to fund his son’s addiction to horse-racing.
ἀλλ’ οὐ δύναμαι δείλαιος εὕδειν δακνόμενος
ὑπὸ τῆς δαπάνης καὶ τῆς φάτνης καὶ τῶν χρεῶν
διὰ τουτονὶ τὸν υἱόν. ὁ δὲ κόμην ἔχων
ἱππάζεταί τε καὶ ξυνωρικεύεται
ὀνειροπολεῖ θ’ ἵππους. ἐγὼ δ’ ἀπόλλυμαι
ὁρῶν ἄγουσαν τὴν σελήνην εἰκάδας·
οἱ γὰρ τόκοι χωροῦσιν.
But I can’t get to sleep, poor old me. I’m being bitten by expenditure and provender and debts because of this son of mine. He wears his hair long, he rides horses, he goes chariot-racing and he dreams about horses! But as for me, I’m perishing as I watch the moon bringing on the twenties, because my interest payments are approaching.