Capabilities

# Demonstration of Capabilities

This page demonstrates all of the capabilities of Tk::HyperText's rendering power.

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# Font Tags

Basic, unformatted font.

Comic Sans font, with a little Impact thrown in the middle.

Some "red" font, with some "#0000FF" font in the middle.

Small font. Big font. Very big font.

This text was important enough to highlight.

This particular string of text has all the possible font attributes defined.

# Hyperlinks

This link to Google should open in your own web browser if you click it, as would this other link to the Fedora Project.

On the other hand, this link back to the homepage should load within this window, as would this link to the About page.

Finally, this link should get you a "404 Error" if you click on it. :)

# Markup Tags

We have bold text, and some strong text. Also, some italic text, and some emphasized ones too.

We also have text that is underlined or inserted, as well as some that has been overstriked or deleted.

The tags can stack on top of eachother rather easily, as well.

There is also superscript and subscript, and `coded text`, and `typewrited` text.

And finally, preformatted text, like this:

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     ##### |         /_    /         | #####
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That was ASCII art of a disk jockey, found at this site: http://www.chris.com/ASCII/

# Blockquotes

Blockquotes create indented sections of text. They can even "stack" within eachother. Take for example this poem:

> In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
> A stately pleasure-dome decree :
> Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
> Through caverns measureless to man

> > Down to a sunless sea.

> So twice five miles of fertile ground
> With walls and towers were girdled round :
> And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
> Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ;
> And here were forests ancient as the hills,
> Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.

> > But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
> > Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover !
> > A savage place ! as holy and enchanted
> > As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
> > By woman wailing for her demon-lover !
> > And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
> > As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
> > A mighty fountain momently was forced :
> > Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
> > Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
> > Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail :
> > And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
> > It flung up momently the sacred river.
> > Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
> > Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
> > Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
> > And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean :
> > And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
> > Ancestral voices prophesying war !
> > The shadow of the dome of pleasure
> > Floated midway on the waves ;
> > Where was heard the mingled measure
> > From the fountain and the caves.

> It was a miracle of rare device,
> A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice !

> > A damsel with a dulcimer
> > In a vision once I saw :
> > It was an Abyssinian maid,
> > And on her dulcimer she played,
> > Singing of Mount Abora.
> > Could I revive within me
> > Her symphony and song,
> > To such a deep delight 'twould win me,

> That with music loud and long,
> I would build that dome in air,
> That sunny dome ! those caves of ice !
> And all who heard should see them there,
> And all should cry, Beware ! Beware !
> His flashing eyes, his floating hair !
> Weave a circle round him thrice,
> And close your eyes with holy dread,
> For he on honey-dew hath fed,
> And drunk the milk of Paradise.