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=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To my teacher</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We were young and carefree, <br>Wild; never listening.<br>Try to conduct us to the right, its unmanageable.<br>Like standing in front of a towering wave, <br>We’ll flood over you, toppling down; <br>Your shouts slowly trickling away<br>With one sweep.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You were firm, <br>A determined teacher—<br>But look at us, <br>Peer through the tiny hole that we open once in a while<br>And look into our hearts.<br>If those burning eyes of stubbornness<br>Don’t steer you away, <br>Those cracked, dry hearts would.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I remember you once asked us: <br>“Dare you live your dream? ”<br>Had you changed us enough to believe; <br>Have you walked together with us passably to see? <br>For that day the class was the quietest—<br>No one had even whispered an answer.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Today, we graduate.<br>You’ll die if you hear what we want to say.<br>It’s an endless passage <br>Essays of no fixed theme<br>Like drabbles alternating the different shades of reality; <br>Muddled words with tears.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Four years are already over; <br>Saying our last goodbyes, <br>Once again, but much softer, you asked: <br>“Dare you live your dream? ”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There was still silence, <br>But this time, it was different.<br>Some were too shy, some, embarrassed.<br>You didn’t look into our eyes, teacher.<br>You didn’t see.<br>For our black pupils were shining with defiance and determination, <br>Our message clear: <br>“We will, sir, <br>Please, we implore you”, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Wait and see.”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=580239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">9th Feb ‘07</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=Grace+Tan">Grace Tan</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