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://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390846" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ballad of women i love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Prudence Mears hath an old blue plate<br> Hid away in an oaken chest,<br>And a Franklin platter of ancient date<br> Beareth Amandy Baker's crest;<br>What times soever I've been their guest,<br> Says I to myself in an undertone:<br>&quot;Of womenfolk, it must be confessed,<br> These do I love, and these alone.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, again, in the Nutmeg State,<br> Dorothy Pratt is richly blest<br>With a relic of art and a land effete--<br> A pitcher of glass that's cut, not pressed.<br>And a Washington teapot is possessed<br> Down in Pelham by Marthy Stone--<br>Think ye now that I say in jest<br> &quot;These do I love, and these alone?&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Were Hepsy Higgins inclined to mate,<br> Or Dorcas Eastman prone to invest<br>In Cupid's bonds, they could find their fate<br> In the bootless bard of Crockery Quest.<br>For they've heaps of trumpery--so have the rest<br> Of those spinsters whose ware I'd like to own;<br>You can see why I say with such certain zest,<br> &quot;These do I love, and these alone.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</a><div class=q>
<img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share">
<script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390846" data-title="Ballad of women i love de Eugene Field" data-description="Prudence Mears hath an old blue plate
 Hid away in an oaken chest,
And a Franklin platter of ancient date
 Beareth Amandy Baker's crest;
What times soever I've been their guest,
 Says I to myself in an undertone:
&quot;Of womenfolk, it must be con..."></div>
</div>
</div>