THY or Thy can refer to
- Thy, the genitive case of the English personal pronoun thou (archaic)
- THY, ICAO-code for Turkish Airlines
- Thy (district), a district in northwestern Jutland, Denmark
- Thymine, one of the four nucleobases in the nucleic acid of DNA
- Thy1, or CD90 cell surface antigen
Other articles related to "thy":
... For thy beauty and thy grandeur, For thy regal robes so sheen We hail thee Arizona Our Goddess and our queen ...
... Thy is a village in the Tansila Department of Banwa Province in western Burkina Faso ... As of 2005 it had a population of 435 ...
... This is the List of Love Thy Neighbour Episodes This list contains each and every episode of Love Thy Neighbour originally broadcast between 13 April 1972 and 19 ...
... Thy-1 or CD90 (Cluster of Differentiation 90) is a 25–37 kDa heavily N-glycosylated, glycophosphatidylinositol (GPI) anchored conserved cell surface protein with a ... Thy-1 can be used as a marker for a variety of stem cells and for the axonal processes of mature neurons ... Structural study of Thy-1 lead to the foundation of the Immunoglobulin superfamily, of which it is the smallest member, and led to the first biochemical description and ...
... in use at Tintagel calls her "Materiana, holy Mother" and prays her to "Over thy people still preside, over thy household, clothed in scarlet vesture of love and ...
Famous quotes containing the word thy:
“Thou all sweetness dost enclose
Like a little world of bliss.
Beauty guards thy looks: the rose
In them pure and eternal is.”
—Thomas Campion (1567–1620)
“Even Lust the Master of a hardned Face,
Blushes if thou beest in the place,
To darkness’ Curtains he retires,
In Sympathizing Night he rowls his smoaky Fires.
When, Goddess, thou liftst up thy wakened Head,
Out of the Mornings purple bed,
Thy Quire of Birds about thee play,
And all the joyful world salutes the rising day.”
—Abraham Cowley (1618–1667)
“Adrift dissolving, bound for death;
Though lumpish thou, a lumbering one—
A lumbering lubbard loitering slow,
Impingers rue thee and go down,
Sounding thy precipice below,
Nor stir the slimy slug that sprawls
Along thy dead indifference of walls.”
—Herman Melville (1819–1891)