They lived exempt from disease or old age, from toils and warfare. […] At last a humble mansion received them, a small thatched cottage, where Baucis, a pious old dame, and her husband Philemon, united when young, had grown old together. […] The old lady, with her apron on, with trembling hand set the table. […] The compassionate old man and his child wept with her. […] At her request an old sheep was brought and plunged into the caldron.