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=520658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Alone</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He put the gum in his right<br>lower pocket, where it belonged; <br>The Certs in this heat melted, staining his right<br>upper pocket, a crying shame.<br>The green stone went in his left<br>upper pocket along with the key to nothing; <br>the robin's egg nestled in his left <br>lower pocket but never hatched.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He crisscrossed the flats between<br>the two rocky spires and, every day, <br>wished he had a compass<br>or to find anything that could control <br>his life's motion.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But he never found that thing, <br>except for thre head-bones of a cow, <br>and he could not contrive a place<br>for them, so he buried them and mourned: <br>Later on he died alone.</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=Stan+Petrovich">Stan Petrovich</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