Lab 9 – Million Monkeys with Typewriters
Lab 9 – Million Monkeys with Typewriters
- Lab 9 Home
- Part 1
- Part 2
- Part 3
- Submission
Part 3 – Text Generation Examples
(You don’t have to do anything for this part. These are just example outputs from Part 2.)
Example from As you Like It
[Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and two or three Lords,
like foresters]
DUKE SENIOR Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile,
Hath not old custom made this life more sweet
Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods
More free from peril than the envious court?
Here feel we but the penalty of Adam,
The seasons' difference, as the icy fang
And churlish chiding of the winter's wind,
Which, when it bites and blows upon my body,
Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say
'This is no flattery: these are counsellors
That feelingly persuade me what I am.'
Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;
And this our life exempt from public haunt
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones and good in every thing.
I would not change it.
AMIENS Happy is your grace,
That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
Into so quiet and so sweet a style.
DUKE SENIOR Come, shall we go and kill us venison?
And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools,
Being native burghers of this desert city,
Should in their own confines with forked heads
Have their round haunches gored.
Example from random Shakespeare with order 6 model
DUKE SENIOR Now, my co-mates and thus bolden'd, man, how now, monsieur Jaques,
Unclaim'd of his absence, as the holly!
Though in the slightest for the fashion of his absence, as the only wear.
TOUCHSTONE I care not for meed!
This I must woo yours: your request than your father: the time,
That ever love I broke
my sword upon some kind of men
Then, heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the needless stream;
'Poor deer,' quoth he,
'Call me not so keen,
Because thou the creeping hours of the sun,
As man's feasts and women merely players:
Thus we may rest ourselves and neglect the cottage, pasture?
[Exit]
[Enter DUKE FREDERICK Can in his time in my heartily,
And have me go with your fortune
In all this fruit
Till than bear
the arm's end: I will through
Cleanse the uses of the way to look you.
Know you not, master,
Sighing like upon a stone another down his bravery is not so with his effigies with my food:
To speak my mind, and inquisition
And unregarded age in corners throat,
He will come hither:
He dies that hath engender'd:
And you to
the bed untreasured of the brutish sting it.
Example from Buffy the Vampire Slayer using order 12 model
In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against
the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer.
The Bronze at night. Cut inside. The camera follows her out.
Cordelia: Well, just one dance.
They dance close.
Owen: It's weird.
Buffy: I know.
A vampire brings the demons, which ends
the world.
Willow: Angel stopped by? Wow. Was there... Well, I mean, was it having
to do with kissing?
Buffy: Mom! Mom, can you hear me? / Can you see me? / What's inside of me? /
Oh, I just wanted to start over. Be like everybody else. Have some friends,
y'know, maybe three isn't company anymore.
Buffy: Why are you following me? I just had this feeling
she'd do just about enough!
Buffy shoots Xander a look.
Snyder: I don't know. Where do you know about this close to expulsion, and just
the faintest aroma of jail.
Giles: (to Buffy) Well, he is young.
Buffy: It shouldn't be. (starts back to their original form, which is, uh, uh,
slightly l