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On 14 February 2007, Did you know? was updated with a fact from the article Aerotel v Telco and Macrossan's Application, which you created or substantially expanded.

...that the House of Lords declined to hear an appeal from the decision of the Court of Appeal in Aerotel v Telco and Macrossan's Application, concerning the patentability of computer programs in the United Kingdom?

On 14 February 2007, the following fact from the article Aerotel v Telco and Macrossan's Application, which you created or substantially expanded, appeared on the Main Page. If you know of another interesting fact from a recently created article, then please suggest it on the Did you know? talk page. Did you know ...that the House of Lords declined to hear an appeal from the decision of the Court of Appeal in Aerotel v Telco and Macrossan's Application, concerning the patentability of computer programs in the United Kingdom?.

Though lazy, the fox was jumped over by its quick, brown, canine companion.

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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.
'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till the judgment that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lover's eyes.