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    <h2 class="left">Left</h2>
    <p class="left"><i>'You are old, Father William,' the yo-
       ung man said, 'And your hair has become very white; A-
       nd yet you incessantly stand on your head-- Do you th-
       ink, at your age, it is right?'</i></p>
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    <h2 class="right">Right</h2>
    <p class="right"><i>'In my youth,' Father William replie-
       d to his son, 'I feared it might injure the brain; Bu-
       t, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do-
        it again and again.'</i></p>
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    <h2 class="center">Center</h2>
    <p class="center"><i>'You are old,' said the youth, 'as -
       I mentioned before, And have grown most uncommonly fa-
       t; Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door-- -
       Pray, what is the reason of that?'</i></p>
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    <h2 class="justify">Justified</h2>
    <p class="justify">Hardly knowing what she did, she pick-
       ed up a little bit of stick, and held it out to the p-
       uppy; whereupon the puppy jumped into the air off all-
        its feet at once, with a yelp of delight, and rushed-
        at the stick, and made believe to worry it; then Ali-
       ce dodged behind a great thistle, to keep herself fro-
       m being run over; and the moment she appeared on the -
       other side, the puppy made another rush at the stick,-
        and tumbled head over heels in its hurry to get hold-
        of it; then Alice, thinking it was very like having -
       a game of play with a cart-horse, and expecting every-
        moment to be trampled under its feet, ran round the -
       thistle again; then the puppy began a series of short-
        charges at the stick, running a very little way forw-
       ards each time and a long way back, and barking hoars-
       ely all the while, till at last it sat down a good wa-
       y off, panting, with its tongue hanging out of its mo-
       uth, and its great eyes half shut.</p>
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