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What if Shakespeare rewrites HTTP error codes?

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  1. 01 1xx · Informational
  2. 02 2xx · Success
  3. 03 3xx · Redirection
  4. 04 4xx · Client errors
  5. 05 5xx · Server errors

AI is dangerous. I asked ChatGPT to rewrite every HTTP status code in Shakespearean English. Here is the cast list, from 100 Continue to 503 Service Unavailable.

AI is dangerous. Or perhaps just unsupervised. I asked ChatGPT to rewrite every HTTP status code in Shakespearean English, and these are the results. Print them, frame them, or quietly paste them into your next 4xx response body.

1xx · Informational

100 · Continue

Fair maiden, thy plea is known,
Proceed forth, let truth be shown.

101 · Switching Protocols

Oh noble server, shift thy way,
To newer paths without delay.

2xx · Success

200 · OK

Rejoice! Thy quest is met with cheer,
All is well, no cause for fear.

201 · Created

Lo! A new form hath come to be,
Born from request, now wild and free.

204 · No Content

Thy wish is done, yet void remains,
No tale to tell, yet success remains.

3xx · Redirection

301 · Moved Permanently

The place thou seek’st is here no more,
Go yonder, knock upon new door.

304 · Not Modified

No change, no shift, all stands the same,
As last we met, unchanged remain.

4xx · Client errors

400 · Bad Request

O wretched call, thy form is flawed,
Twisted words the server gnashed.

401 · Unauthorized

Begone! No right dost thou possess,
Return with proof, or face duress.

403 · Forbidden

Nay, passage here is not for thee,
Barred thou art, so let it be.

404 · Not Found

Alas! Thy search is met with naught,
The thing thou seek’st is all but lost.

405 · Method Not Allowed

Thy method errs, it shan’t be done,
Choose another, or be gone.

5xx · Server errors

500 · Internal Server Error

Oh tragedy! The depths do quake,
The server groans, its heart doth break.

502 · Bad Gateway

The bridge is weak, the path unclear,
A faulty link doth bring us fear.

503 · Service Unavailable

In hour of need, it turns away,
No help to lend, not now, nor today.


Made by a stochastic parrot, faithfully transcribed. If you ever ship one of these as a real 503 body somewhere, send me a link.


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