Some articles on copied:
... Any sized partition can be moved essentially, memory is copied asynchronously from one system to another to create a clone of a running partition, with "dirty" pages being re-copied ... when a high percentage of the pages have been successfully copied across), the partition is transitioned to the target machine and any remaining pages are copied across synchronously ...
... the number of times received data is copied, the receive buffer for payload data is received directly into a page aligned disk buffer ... The buffer is then moved into the disk cache without being copied ... in general, unnecessary copying is avoided by caching blocks in aligned buffers, that are copied once into the peer's send buffer ...
... can be used for any purpose other than advertising, but the whole work cannot be copied or modified Sampling Plus parts of the work can be copied and modified ...
... Harris showed him a copy of characters reported to have been copied from the gold plates ... Anthon described the characters as "evidently copied after the Mexican Calender given by Humboldt, but copied in such a way as not to betray the source whence it was derived." Anthon requested that his ...
... Manuscript O is the earlier, copied around 1300, and includes 2,510 stanzas of cuaderna vía and two epistles ... P, from Paris, was copied in the fifteenth century and contains 2,639 stanzas ... considered to be from eastern Castile, while P was copied in western Castile ...
Famous quotes containing the word copied:
“So they, who climb to wealth, forget
The friends in darker fortunes tried.
I copied them—but I regret
That I should ape the ways of pride.”
—William Cullen Bryant (1794–1878)
“All’s vast that vastness means. Nay, I affirm
Nature is whole in her least things exprest,
Nor know we with what scope God builds the worm.
Our towns are copied fragments from our breast;
And all man’s Babylons strive but to impart
The grandeurs of his Babylonian heart.”
—Francis Thompson (1859–1907)
“Remember thee?
Ay, thou poor ghost, whiles memory holds a seat
In this distracted globe. Remember thee?
Yea, from the table of my memory
I’ll wipe away all trivial fond records,
All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past
That youth and observation copied there,
And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the book and volume of my brain,”
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616)