Ada Lovelace-Queen of the Matrix
Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child!
ADA!sole daughter of my house and heart?
When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled,
And when we parted-not as now we part,
But with a hope.-
Awakening with a start.
The waters heave around me;and in high
The winds lift up their voices;I depart,
Whither I know not;but the hour's gone by,
When Albion's lessening shores could grieve
or glad mine eye.
-Lord Byron, from Childe
Harold's Pilgrimage, CantoIII,
Written in Switzerland,
May-June 1916.
Interesting Links to Info About Ada Lovelace
My Hero, Ada Lovelace
The International Byron Society - Ada Lovelace
A photo of Ada's notes
Groovy poster
The Ada Tutorial Homepage
The Difference Dictionary
The Ada Project
A Brief History of Computers and Networks
The Naming of Ada
Skettch of the Analytical Engine by L.F. Menabrea
