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British (Wimbledon) Champions: Doubles—Men
Doubles—Men1884–86William Renshaw–Ernest Renshaw1887Herbert Wilberforce–P.B. Lyon1888–89William Renshaw–Ernest Renshaw1890Joshua Pim–F.O. Stoker1891Wilfred Baddeley–Herbert Baddeley1892E.W.…1904 Olympic Boxing Medal Winners
Event Flyweight (-105 lb) George Finnegan, USA Miles Burke, USA Bantamweight (-115 lb) Oliver Kirk, USA George Finnegan, USA Featherweight (-125 lb) Oliver Kirk,…Biographies: Notable Business Biographies
Notable Business Biographies Lido Anthony âLeeâ Iacocca See also Women CEOs Notable Women in Busines Asian Pacific American Business and Media Leaders People in the…American Idol Playlists
Check out what your favorite American Idols have loaded on their iPods from iTunes Related Links American Idol Quiz Bestselling Albums by American Idol Alumni Top-Selling…John Keats: Ode on indolence
To AutumnOde on indolence They toil not, neither do they spin.Matthew 6:28 One morn before me were three figures seen, With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced; And one…John Keats: Over the Hill and Over the Dale
Modern LoveThe PoetOver the Hill and Over the Dale Over the hill and over the dale, And over the bourn to Dawlish— Where gingerbread wives have a scanty sale And gingerbread nuts are…John Keats: The Poet
Over the Hill and Over the DaleSongThe Poet A Fragment Where’s the Poet? show him! show him, Muses nine! that I may know him! ’Tis the man who with a man Is an equal, be he King Or…John Keats: Song
The PoetA Song About MyselfSong I O blush not so! O blush not so! Or I shall think you knowing; And if you smile the blushing while, Then maidenheads are going. II There’s a blush…John Keats: A Song About Myself
SongStanzasA Song About Myself I There was a naughty boy, A naughty boy was he, He would not stop at home, He could not quiet be— He took In his knapsack A book Full of vowels And a…John Keats: Stanzas
A Song About MyselfThis Living Hand, Now Warm and CapableStanzas I In drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne’er remember Their green felicity: The north cannot…