On a lighter note...
I posted this in the comments at Shores of the Dirac Sea (an interesting physics blog), and figured why not here too? Not Shakespeare, but... Berenstein asked if we could put the quark names in a poem.
We rise up each morning and head down to work–
It is strange such dry toil should have charm!
Are we lovers of beauty and seekers of truth
Or (at bottom) not top of the line?
Just winos of symmetry, tangled in strings
Monte-carlo betting our careers
That our Tweedledum histograms differ enough
And our neural nets won’t overtrain
(Rhyming is an extra cost option)
"Wino" is the hypothetical super-symmetric partner of the W.