From fb600dd7c4458292a6bd444798fed2b0fdca4c66 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: arpitak Date: Sat, 23 Jan 2021 12:33:14 -0500 Subject: [PATCH] Starting over --- .../IntroToScripting/Grad/Kurdekar/PuckTalk | 22 ----------------- .../Grad/Kurdekar/Step1GithubInitialText.txt | 24 ------------------- 2 files changed, 46 deletions(-) delete mode 100644 Spring2021/IntroToScripting/Grad/Kurdekar/PuckTalk delete mode 100644 Spring2021/IntroToScripting/Grad/Kurdekar/Step1GithubInitialText.txt diff --git a/Spring2021/IntroToScripting/Grad/Kurdekar/PuckTalk b/Spring2021/IntroToScripting/Grad/Kurdekar/PuckTalk deleted file mode 100644 index 89aa3400f..000000000 --- a/Spring2021/IntroToScripting/Grad/Kurdekar/PuckTalk +++ /dev/null @@ -1,22 +0,0 @@ -Now the hungry lion roars, -And the wolf behowls the moon; -Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, -All with weary task fordone. -Now the wasted brands do glow, -Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, -Puts the wretch that lies in woe -In remembrance of a shroud. -Now it is the time of night -That the graves all gaping wide, -Every one lets forth his sprite, -In the church-way paths to glide: -And we fairies, that do run -By the triple Hecate's team, -From the presence of the sun, -Following darkness like a dream, -Now are frolic: not a mouse -Shall disturb this hallow'd house: -I am sent with broom before, -To sweep the dust behind the door - -Puck - V ii 1 A Midsummer Night's Dream diff --git a/Spring2021/IntroToScripting/Grad/Kurdekar/Step1GithubInitialText.txt b/Spring2021/IntroToScripting/Grad/Kurdekar/Step1GithubInitialText.txt deleted file mode 100644 index ab3c73968..000000000 --- a/Spring2021/IntroToScripting/Grad/Kurdekar/Step1GithubInitialText.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,24 +0,0 @@ - - -Now teh hungry lion roars, -And the wolf behowls the moon; -Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, -Marshalled with the tasks afore, -Now the wasted and brands do glow, -Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, -Puts the wretch tht lies in woe -In remembrance of a shrouds. -Now it is the time of night -In which all zombies crawl. -That the graves all gaping wide, -Every one lets forth his sprite, -In the church-way paths to march: -And we trolls, that do run -By the triple Hecate's team, -From the presence of the sun, -Following darkness like-dream, -Now are frolic: not a mouse -Shall disturb this hallow'd house: -I am sent with broom before, -To sweep the dust behind the door -