The old man also stopped, though his load was heavy, and begged her to come into his cottage She declined, and he urged her. Go in peace, she replied, and be happy in your daughter; I have lost mine. As she spoke, tears--or something like tears, for the gods never weep fell down her cheeks upon her bosomThe old man also stopped, though his load was heavy, and begged her to come into his cottage. She declined, and he urged her. “Go in peace,” she replied, “and be happy in your daughter; I have lost mine.” As she spoke, tears——or something like tears, for the gods never weep—— fell down her cheeks upon her bosom