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Thóroddsen, Jón
(Encyclopedia) Thóroddsen, JónThóroddsen, Jónyōn tōˈrôtsĕn [key], 1818–68, Icelandic novelist and poet. He studied law in Copenhagen intermittently from 1841 to 1850, fought in the Danish army, and…Stephen Crane: There was a land where lived no
There was a land where lived no violets. A traveller at once demanded: "Why?" The people told him: "Once the violets of this place spoke thus: "'Until some woman freely give her lover "'To…Brewer's: Cat has nine Lives
(A). (See under Nine.) Source: Dictionary of Phrase and Fable, E. Cobham Brewer, 1894Cat i' the AdageCat and Tortoise A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W…Live Births and Birth Rates, by Year
The following table shows the number of live births and the birth rate in the United States between 1910 and 2005. Year Births1 Rate2 1910 2,777,000 30.1 1915 2,965,000 29.5…Algebra: Living Large with Scientific Notation
Living Large with Scientific Notation Algebra Encountering Expressions Introducing Variables Translating Words into Math Behold the Power of Exponents Living Large with Scientific Notation…What Plants Need to Live and Grow
This science video explains why plants need light, water, and space to live and grow.Last Living Veterans of America's Wars
American Revolution (1775–1783) Last veteran, Daniel F. Bakeman, died 4/5/1869, age 109 Last widow, Catherine S. Damon, died 11/11/1906, age 92 Last dependent, Phoebe M. Palmeter, died 4/25/1911,…William Blake: Songs of Innocence, Holy Thursday
by WilliamBlakeDivine ImageNightHoly Thursday 'Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean, Came children walking two and two, in read, and blue, and green: Grey-headed…William Blake: Songs of Innocence, Nurse's Song
by WilliamBlakeSpringInfant JoyNurse's Song When the voices of children are heard on the green, And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast, And…William Blake: Songs of Experience, Holy Thursday
by WilliamBlakeThe Clod and the PebbleThe Little Girl LostHoly Thursday Is this a holy thing to see In a rich and fruitful land, — Babes reduced to misery, Fed with cold and…