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README.md

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 For new hires 2015
 
 Far over the misty mountains cold: http://lotr.wikia.com/wiki/Far_over_the_Misty_Mountains_Cold
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+Formula: floor((number-1)/4) + number

far_over_the_misty_mountains_cold_buggy.txt

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+this is added by priyaranjan
+
 Farthe misty mountains cold
 To dungeonsand caverns old
 We must away ere break of day
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 We must away, ere breakday,
 Toour harps and gold from him!
 
-The windon the withered heath,
-butthe forest stirred no leaf:
+The wind was on the withered heath,
+but in the forest stirred no leaf:
 there shadows lay beor day,
 andthings silent crept beneath.
 
@@ -103,12 +105,24 @@ O! wandering folk, theheed!
  haste! Come haste! across the waste!
 The king of friend andhas need.
 
-Now callover mountains cold,
-‘Come back unto theold’!
-Herethe Gates the king awaits,
-His hands are rich withand gold.
+
+\\anshul.jain@partners.rivigo.com
+//This paragraph is deleted after forking by Pankaj Rasgania
+
 
 Theis come unto his hall
 Under the Mountainand tall.
  Worm of Dread is slain and dead,
 And ever so our foesfall!
+
+
+And Theis come unto his hall
+And Under the Mountainand tall.
+And Worm of Dread is slain and dead,
+And thus ever so our foesfall!
+
+
+& Theis come unto his hall
+& Under the Mountainand tall.
+And Worm of Dread is slain and dead,
+And thus ever so our foesfall!

far_over_the_misty_mountains_cold_buggy.txt~

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+Farthe misty mountains cold
+To dungeonsand caverns old
+We must away ere break of day
+To seek the pale gold.
+
+Theof yore made mighty spells,
+While hammers fell likebells
+In places deep, where dark sleep,
+Inhalls beneath the fells.
+
+ ancient king and elvish lord
+There many a gleaminghoard
+ shaped and wrought, and light they caught
+To hide in gems on hiltsword.
+
+Onnecklaces they strung
+The flowering , on crowns they hung
+The dragon-fire, in twisted
+ meshed the light of moon and sun.
+
+Farthe misty mountains cold
+To dungeons deepcaverns old
+We must away, ere breakday,
+Toour long-forgotten gold.
+
+Goblets they carved therethemselves
+Andof gold; where no man delves
+There lay they long, anda song
+ sung unheard by men or elves.
+
+The pines were roaring on the ,
+Thewere moaning in the night.
+The fire was , it flaming spread;
+The trees like torches blazedlight.
+
+Thewere ringing in the dale
+And men theyup with faces pale;
+The dragon’s ire morethan fire
+Laidtheir towers and houses frail.
+
+The mountain smoked beneathmoon;
+Thethey heard the tramp of doom.
+They fled their hall tofall
+Beneathfeet, beneath the moon.
+
+Far over the mistygrim
+Todeep and caverns dim
+We must away, ere breakday,
+Toour harps and gold from him!
+
+The wind was on the withered heath,
+but in the forest stirred no leaf:
+there shadows lay beor day,
+andthings silent crept beneath.
+
+The wind came down fromcold,
+anda tide it roared and rolled;
+the branches groaned, themoaned,
+andwere laid upon the mould.
+
+The wind went on from WestEast;
+ movement in the forest ceased,
+but shrill and harshthe marsh
+itsvoices were released.
+
+The grasses hissed, theirbent,
+thewere rattling--on it went
+o'er shakenunder heavens cool
+where racing clouds were tornrent.
+
+Itthe Lonely Mountain bare
+and sweptthe dragon's lair:
+there black and darkboulders stark
+ flying smoke was in the air.
+
+It left the world and tookflight
+overwide seas of the night.
+The moon set sail upongale,
+ stars were fanned to leaping light.
+
+Under the Mountainand tall
+ King has come unto his hall!
+His foe is dead, theof Dread,
+Andso his foes shall fall.
+
+Theis sharp, the spear is long,
+The arrow swift, theis strong;
+The heartbold that looks on gold;
+The dwarves no more shallwrong.
+
+Theof yore made mighty spells,
+While hammers fell likebells
+Indeep, where dark things sleep,
+In hollow halls beneathfells.
+
+Onnecklaces they strung
+The light of stars,crowns they hung
+The dragon-fire, fromwire
+ melody of harps they wrung.
+
+Thethrone once more is freed!
+O! wandering folk, theheed!
+ haste! Come haste! across the waste!
+The king of friend andhas need.
+
+
+\\anshul.jain@partners.rivigo.com
+//This paragraph is deleted after forking by Pankaj Rasgania
+
+
+Theis come unto his hall
+Under the Mountainand tall.
+ Worm of Dread is slain and dead,
+And ever so our foesfall!
+
+& Theis come unto his hall
+& Under the Mountainand tall.
+And Worm of Dread is slain and dead,
+And thus ever so our foesfall!
+
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