Even now Jasmund
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Pythagoras was very beautiful, and
lived to a great age.—He was
of atheletic tastes, a boxer, a dancer,
wrestler, runner, &c.—He delighted
in music and dancing perfumes——wore his
beard long,
"Leaves of Grass" must be
called not objective, but
altogether subjective—"I know"
runs through them 
*A grand fête has just been celebrated at Agen, France, on the occasion of the presentation of a crown of gold to the poet JASMIN, by his townsmen. The ceremony was attended by the bishop, the perfect of the department, and other civil and military dignitaries. JASMIN recited some new verses of his composition, and terminated an address of thanks by making an appeal to the company present on behalf of the poor, which produced a subscription of 500 francs. The golden crown thus given, will be placed beside the gold branch of Toulouse, the cup of Auch, and other valuable presents, which ornament the humble dwelling of the poet, who still continues to carry on the trade of a hairdresser.
Ossian,
SECT. CCLXXIV.—THE SUN.
1 O THOU that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers!
whence are thy beams, O Sun! thy everlasting light?
2 Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty, and the stars hide
themselves in the sky: the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the
3 western wave. But thou thyself movest alone: who can be
4 a companion of thy course? The oaks of the mountains
fall´; the mountains themselves decay with years´; the ocean
shrinks and grows again´; the moon herself is lost in heaven´;
but thou art forever the same, rejoicing in the brightness of
thy course.
5 When the world is dark with tempests´; when thunders
roll and lightnings fly´; thou lookest in thy beauty from the
6 clouds, and laughest at the storm. But to Ossian, thou
lookest in vain; for he beholds thy beams no more; whether
thy yellow hair floats on the eastern clouds, or thou tremblest
7 at the gates of the west. But thou art, perhaps, like me,
8 for a season; and thy years will have an end. Thou shalt
sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning.
9 Exult, then, O Sun, in the strength of thy youth! Age
10 is dark and unlovely: it is like the glimmering light of the
moon, when it shines through broken clouds, and the [illegible]
on the hills: the blast of the north is on the plain: the
traveller shrinks in the midst of his journey.
- Homer, about 907 years B.C.
- Pythagoras " 600 " " "
- Trojan expedition 1136 years B.C.
- Troy taken 1127 " "
- Phidias, the sculptor, born 488 B.C.
- Socrates from 469 B.C. to 399 B.C.
- Plato ("broad") 429
(about) 350347
All together
- Socrates
- Eschylus
- Sophocles
- Aristophanes
- Plato