Penelope And Her Guest

"As she listened on, her tears flowed and soaked her cheeks,
as the heavy snow melts down from the high mountain ridges
snow the West Wind piles there and the warm East Wind thaws
and the snow, melting, swells the rivers to overflow their banks
-- so she dissolved in tears, streaming down her lovely cheeks,
weeping for him, her husband, sitting there beside her."

- Homer, The Odyssey