Mathematics & poetry

au_gré_du_vent;99634 écrit: un tetraedre

qui devient sphere

par amour :lol:

el 7obb s3ib yaw :lol:::lol::lol:

la pruev: il a fini en mer le pauvre!
c'est con!!!

au_gré_du_vent;99648 écrit: la pruev: il a fini en mer le pauvre!
c'est con!!!

c'est ça l'amour :o

Il y a un delta pour chaque epsilon

Il y a un delta pour chaque epsilon,
C’est un fait sur lequel tu peux toujours compter.
Il y a un delta pour chaque epsilon
Et de temps en temps,
Il y a aussi un N.

Mais une condition doit être respectée :
L’epsilon doit être positif.
Tous les autres vivent en solitaires
Car dans aucun théorème
Il n’y a de delta pour eux.

Comme c’est triste, cruel, tragique,
Comme c’est pitoyable, et d’autres adjectifs
Je pourrai mentionner.
La question mérite notre attention.
Si un epsilon est un héro,
Juste parce qu’il est plus grand que zéro,
Il doit être très décourageant
De reposer à gauche de l’origine.

Cette discrimination de rang n’est pas pour nous,
On doit se battre pour un calcul éclairé,
Où tous les epsilons, aussi bien moins que plus,
Auraient des deltas
Pour chacun d'entre eux.

vous auriez remarqué que la rime n'a pas été respectée dans ce poeme, enfin si vous l'avez lu:lol:
au fait, c'est une traduction, l'original est "english"

le voici

There's A Delta For Every Epsilon

There's a delta for every epsilon,
It's a fact that you can always count upon.
There's a delta for every epsilon
And now and again,
There's also an N.

But one condition I must give:
The epsilon must be positive
A lonely life all the others live,
In no theorem
A delta for them.

How sad, how cruel, how tragic,
How pitiful, and other adjec-
Tives that I might mention.
The matter merits our attention.
If an epsilon is a hero,
Just because it is greater than zero,
It must be mighty discouragin'
To lie to the left of the origin.

This rank discrimination is not for us,
We must fight for an enlightened calculus,
Where epsilons all, both minus and plus,
Have deltas
To call their own.




l'auteur s'appelle Tom Lehrer, c'est un mathématicien, musicien auteur et interprète à l'humour mordant; il est connu entre-autres pour avoir osé mettre en chanson la liste des éléments du tableau périodique de Mendeleïev

du même auteur
Lobachevsky

Who made me the genius I am today,
The mathematician that others all quote?
Who's the professor that made me that way,
The greatest that ever got chalk on his coat?

One man deserves the credit,
One man deserves the blame,
and Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky is his name. Oy!
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobache...

I am never forget the day I first meet the great Lobachevsky.
In one word he told me secret of success in mathematics: Plagiarize!

Plagiarize,
Let no one else's work evade your eyes,
Remember why the good Lord made your eyes,
So don't shade your eyes,
But plagiarize, plagiarize, plagiarize...
Only be sure always to call it please, "research".

And ever since I meet this man my life is not the same,
And Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky is his name. Oy!
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobache...

I am never forget the day I am given first original paper to write. It
was on Analytic and Algebraic Topology of Locally Euclidean Metrization
of Infinitely Differentiable Riemannian Manifold.
Bozhe moi!
This I know from nothing.
But I think of great Lobachevsky and I get idea - haha!

I have a friend in Minsk,
Who has a friend in Pinsk,
Whose friend in Omsk
Has friend in Tomsk
With friend in Akmolinsk.
His friend in Alexandrovsk
Has friend in Petropavlovsk,
Whose friend somehow
Is solving now
The problem in Dnepropetrovsk.

And when his work is done -
Haha! - begins the fun.
From Dnepropetrovsk
To Petropavlovsk,
By way of Iliysk,
And Novorossiysk,
To Alexandrovsk to Akmolinsk
To Tomsk to Omsk
To Pinsk to Minsk
To me the news will run,
Yes, to me the news will run!

And then I write
By morning, night,
And afternoon,
And pretty soon
My name in Dnepropetrovsk is cursed,
When he finds out I published first!

And who made me a big success
And brought me wealth and fame?
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky is his name. Oy!
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobache...


I am never forget the day my first book is published.
Every chapter I stole from somewhere else.
Index I copy from old Vladivostok telephone directory.
This book, this book was sensational!
Pravda - ah, Pravda - Pravda said:

"Zhil byl korol' kogda-to, Pri njom blokha zhila" ("It stinks"). *
But Izvestia! Izvestia said:
"Ya idu kuda sam tzar' peshkom hodil" ("It stinks"). **
Metro-Goldwyn-Moskva bought the movie rights for six million rubles,
Changing title to 'The Eternal Triangle',
With Brigitte Bardot playing part of hypotenuse.


And who deserves the credit?
And who deserves the blame?
Nicolai Ivanovich Lobachevsky is his name.
Oy!