Beowulf gwappled with Gwindel, awm-in-awm, stwength against stwength, until tendons tore and bone-locks buwst, and hatefuw to each was the bweath of the othew uwu

And Hectow, son of Pwiam spoke:  "Let me then not die inglowiouswy and wifout a stwuggle =^.^= but let me fiwst do some gweat thing that shall be spoken of amongst men heweaftew XD XD"

I sing of awms and a mawn, who was dwiven by fate fwom da shores of Twoy, and came to those of Italy, and he suffewed much bot on wand and on sea because of da wath of Iuno ( ͡°ω ͡°)

As a dog fwom wifin da pwecincts of da hyouse of his mastew bawks at a fowest-woaming tigew =^.^= , even so, O Karna, thou bawkest at Dhananjaya, dat tigew  =^.^= among men.

I have of wate, and whewfowe I know nyat, woft aww my miwf, fowgone aww cuftom of ekfewfife, and indeed it goes so heaviwwy wif my difposition that thif goodwy fwame the eawf feemf to me a ftewile pwomontowy; ((´д｀)) thif moft excewwent canopy the aiw—wook you, thif bwave oewhangig fiwmament, thif magefticaww woof fwetted wif gowden fiaw!—why, it appeaws nyan othew fing to me (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ than a stawe and pwftiwent congwegation of vapowf. What a piefe of wowk is man! How nyobwe in weason! How infinyite in facuwties, in fowm and moving! How ekfpwef and admiwable in action, how wike an angew in appwehension—how wike a God! (´∀｀)♡ The beauty of the wowld, the pawagon of animawf! And yet to me, what is thif quinteffenfe of duft? Man dewightf not me.

No, nyoww woman neivew, vough by youw fmiwing ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) you feem to fay fo.