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Happy Programmer’s Day to those who never give up until the problem is solved and the code finally works.

Today we celebrate programmers whose skills power our devices, connect people, and make everyday life smarter.

Happy Programmer’s Day! Your work proves that programming is not just science, but also art.

On Programmer’s Day, we honor your passion for coding, your patience with bugs, and your endless drive to improve the world through technology.

Happy Programmer’s Day to those who solve problems the world doesn’t see and build the digital future line by line.

Wishing you clean code, quick debugging, and solutions that work on the first run. Thank you for turning ideas into reality through logic and..

ON the grey levels of the plain of lifeWhen, slowly swirled,The moving hills of morning mistHedged in the world—While yet undared the path of toil..

SO now she lies silent and sweetWith white flowers at her head and feet,And she, the fairest flower, between.The bud that with her bosom's swellIn..

DAY has fled to the west afar,Where no shadows or sorrows are;O'er earth's radiant western rimGod has gathered the day to him.Hush! the river of..

YOU ask me why I love her;Not a charm can you discover!Would you seeThe heart that a shut rose is,And whose beauty ne'er unclosesSave for me?She is..

SHE has tender eyes that tellAll her prim, set lips suppress—Daring thoughts that ever dwellPrisoned in her bashfulness;Hints of sudden..

PEACE, your little child is dead:Peace, I cannot weep with you;I have no more tears to shed;I have mourned my baby too—I, that ne'er was wooed or..

To You.SO you have come at last!And we nestle, each in each,As leans the pliant sea in the clean-curved limbs of her lover the beach;Merged in each..

THE sudden sunbeams slant between the treesLike solid bars of silver. moonlight kissed,And strike the supine shadows where they restStretched..

WHAT though the neutral sea sever us twain?In the still night your soul in mine I take;Your eyes, hilarious with passion, wake,And love's delirium is..

A morn, a sallow lamp-lit morn,A dawn that never breaks to day!Old, old the faces, and forlorn;The hearts look out, so seared, so grey!It is as if..

Wellington.HERE, where the surges of a world of seaBreak on our bastioned walls with league-long sweep,Four fair young queens their lonely splendour..

A NEW land, like a stainless flower setIn the green foliage of the waving sea;Or like a maiden whose fair heart is free,Whose honest eyes with no sad..

LIKE Clotho, at her harp she sits and weavesWith mystic fingers from the swaying stringsA melody that ever louder singsAnd my charmed heart in..

THE terrible tranquillity of space!My soul shrinks back in sudden doubt. I fearThe myriad eyes that through the ether peer,And chill the arrogance..

AND so we parted, love, obliviousThat we were parting! With our laughter light,Flouting the future, on the morrow brightAt our old tryst we would..

FOR nine drear nights my darling has been dead;And ah, dear God! I cannot dream of her!Now I shall see her always lying white—A frozen flower beneath..

The ebb of day has now begun;The waters to the low west crowd;But one forgotten wisp of cloudGlows like a fragment of the sun,And stranded on the..

O'er the Eastern hills of lightWhile the dim world sleptDawn the sculptor stepped,And the shapeless block of NightChiselled into formMorning-lit and..

Along the lamp-lit streets they glide and go:Here Nature in her brutishness is nude:See, thinly trickling from the age-old wound,The steady stream of..