Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353978" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XIX</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=353978" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But since, in all that brief Life's narrow scope, <br>No day pass'd by without some gentle deed, <br>Let us not 'mourn like them that have no hope,' <br>Though sharp the stroke,--and suddenly decreed; <br>For still, when Spring puts out her tender leaves, <br>And Nature's beauty seems to bud in vain, <br>(Since then the yearning spirit doubly grieves <br>With fresh remembrance of unconquer'd pain,) <br>Returns the precious memory of all <br>The grace and goodness of that creature fair, <br>Whom it pleased God in early days to call <br>From this dim world of trouble, toil, and care,-- <br>And seldom is such bless'd conviction given <br>That She we mourn on Earth is now a Saint in Heaven!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Caroline+Elizabeth+Sarah+Norton">Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton</a></strong></div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black