From af83f41e310e81e5d20ac3c2b09163df004c6702 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Theodotos Andreou Date: Sun, 7 Oct 2018 18:40:33 +0300 Subject: [PATCH] Removed poem-new.txt --- Lab8/poem-new.txt | 34 ---------------------------------- 1 file changed, 34 deletions(-) delete mode 100644 Lab8/poem-new.txt diff --git a/Lab8/poem-new.txt b/Lab8/poem-new.txt deleted file mode 100644 index 8e3e6c4..0000000 --- a/Lab8/poem-new.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,34 +0,0 @@ -All mimsy were the borogoves, -And the mome raths outgrabe. - -“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! -The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! -Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun -The frumious Bandersnatch!” - -He took his vorpal sword in hand: -Long time the manxome foe he sought— -So rested he by the Tumtum tree, -And stood awhile in thought. - -And as in uffish thought he stood, -The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, -Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, -And burbled as it came! - -One, two! One, two! And through and through -The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! -He left it dead, and with its head -He went galumphing back. - -“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? -Come to my arms, my beamish boy! -O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” -He chortled in his joy. - -’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves -Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; -All mimsy were the borogoves, -And the mome raths outgrabe. - -~ Lewis Carroll ~