- LEPIDUS: What manner o' thing is your matrix?
- MARK ANTONY: It is shaped, sir, like itself, and it is as broad as it hath breadth. It is just so high as it is, and moves with its own values. It lives by that which index into it, and the elements once out of it, it transposes.
- LEPIDUS: What class is it of?
- MARK ANTONY: Of its own class too.
- LEPIDUS: 'Tis a strange array.
- MARK ANTONY 'Tis so. And the dimensions of it being concatenated are not consistent!
MATLAB poems -- let's hear 'em!
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Inspired by Chad Greene's " MATLAB jokes or puns " thread, and in celebration of 15 years of the MathWorks Community site, does anyone out there want to share their poetic creativity? Limericks, haiku, sonnets... Go!
And to start off, my (slightly off-topic) submission on Chad's thread:
There was an old math guy called Cleve
who, while teaching, a pipe-dream conceived:
of a language so clean
you can say what you mean!
From our suffering we've all been relieved.
Stephen23 on 2 Sep 2016
Edited: Stephen23 on 2 Sep 2016
Not quite a poem... With my apologies to the great bard, from "Antony and Cleopatra":