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=418138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Clanyard</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Three Scotsmen and a Pole’s son<br>came out of Clanyard, <br>in shirt sleeves on a silver skimmer.<br>They pulled strings of herring, <br>twisting and flashing, into the air, <br>and shook them free 'til the boat was filled.<br>The sun slid red, down over Ulster.<br>Voices danced through the dusk.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">On the skin of the tide<br>above teeming shoals<br>an armada from Logan -<br>one driven by a bicycle wheel –<br>jerked stragglers out with silver hooks.<br>The blood of herring mingled <br>with the blood of men.<br>The flat sea funnelled them south<br>under Crammag’s white eye.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The shadow rose.<br>Over the channel, <br>fans of light flicked round.<br>Showered in glistening scales, <br>men boxed fish.<br>Skippers turned their boats <br>and drove deep furrows northwards, <br>churning vague light <br>in the surf behind them.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They landed in darkness, <br>voices hushed.<br>Fish were loaded. <br>Some for barter, <br>some for pence.<br>And villages were fed.</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=Jim+Hogg">Jim Hogg</a></strong></div>