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=506361" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Confessions</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is he buzzing in my ears?<br>&quot;Now that I come to die,<br>Do I view the world as a vale of tears?&quot;<br>Ah, reverend sir, not I!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What I viewed there once, what I view again<br>Where the physic bottles stand<br>On the table's edge, -is a suburb lane,<br>With a wall to my bedside hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That lane sloped, much as the bottles do,<br>From a house you could descry<br>O'er the garden-wall: is the curtain blue<br>Or green to a healthy eye?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To mine, it serves for the old June weather<br>Blue above lane and wall;<br>And that farthest bottle labelled &quot;Ether&quot;<br>Is the house o'ertopping all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At a terrace, somewhere near the stopper,<br>There watched for me, one June,<br>A girl; I know, sir, it's improper,<br>My poor mind's out of tune.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only, there was a way... you crept<br>Close by the side, to dodge<br>Eyes in the house, two eyes except:<br>They styled their house &quot;The Lodge&quot;.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What right had a lounger up their lane?<br>But, by creeping very close,<br>With the good wall's help, -their eyes might strain<br>And stretch themselves to Oes,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet never catch her and me together,<br>As she left the attic, there,<br>By the rim of the bottle labelled &quot;Ether&quot;,<br>And stole from stair to stair,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And stood by the rose-wreathed gate. Alas,<br>We loved, sir -used to meet:<br>How sad and bad and mad it was - <br>But then, how it was sweet!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Browning">Robert Browning</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=506361" data-title="Confessions de Robert Browning" data-description="What is he buzzing in my ears?
&quot;Now that I come to die,
Do I view the world as a vale of tears?&quot;
Ah, reverend sir, not I!

What I viewed there once, what I view again
Where the physic bottles stand
On the table's edge, -is a suburb lane,..."></div>
</div>
</div>