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This is a test of the new technique for building
windows. Use them to display pictures in text.
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London. Mich\ae{}lmas Term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting
in Lincoln's Inn Hall. Implacable November weather. As much mud in the
streets, as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the
earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet
long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill. Smoke
lowering down from chimney-pots, making a soft black drizzle, with
flakes of soot in it as big as full-grown snow-flakes --- gone into
mourning, one might imagine, for the death of the sun. Dogs,
indistinguishable in mire. Horses, scarcely better; splashed to their
very blinkers. Foot passengers, jostling one another's umbrellas, in a
general infection of ill-temper, and losing their foot-hold at
street-corners, where tens of thousands of other foot passengers habe
been slipping and sliding since the day broke (if this day ever broke),
adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those
points tenaciously to the pavement, and accumulating at compound
interest.
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[ratio: 0 1]%
London. Mich\ae{}lmas Term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting
in Lincoln's Inn Hall. Implacable November weather. As much mud in the
streets, as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the
earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet
long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill. Smoke
lowering down from chimney-pots, making a soft black drizzle, with
flakes of soot in it as big as full-grown snow-flakes --- gone into
mourning, one might imagine, for the death of the sun. Dogs,
indistinguishable in mire. Horses, scarcely better; splashed to their
very blinkers. Foot passengers, jostling one another's umbrellas, in a
general infection of ill-temper, and losing their foot-hold at
street-corners, where tens of thousands of other foot passengers habe
been slipping and sliding since the day broke (if this day ever broke),
adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those
points tenaciously to the pavement, and accumulating at compound
interest.
\par
\small
\windowbox[toplines: 3][inwindow: {\fbox{\huge Hello}}]%
[ratio: 1 0]%
London. Mich\ae{}lmas Term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting
in Lincoln's Inn Hall. Implacable November weather. As much mud in the
streets, as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the
earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet
long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill. Smoke
lowering down from chimney-pots, making a soft black drizzle, with
flakes of soot in it as big as full-grown snow-flakes --- gone into
mourning, one might imagine, for the death of the sun. Dogs,
indistinguishable in mire. Horses, scarcely better; splashed to their
very blinkers. Foot passengers, jostling one another's umbrellas, in a
general infection of ill-temper, and losing their foot-hold at
street-corners, where tens of thousands of other foot passengers habe
been slipping and sliding since the day broke (if this day ever broke),
adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those
points tenaciously to the pavement, and accumulating at compound
interest.
\par
I hope these three examples make clear, what possibilties you have and
how these routines are used.
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