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<!--
Auto-generated test-site
-->
<html>
<head>
<title>test page for object fbcontrol</title>
<style type="text/css">
p { font-size: 20px;}
#gazemarker { position: absolute; width: 10px; height: 10px; background-color: red;}
</style>
<script type="text/javascript">
function plugin0()
{
return document.getElementById('plugin0');
}
plugin = plugin0;
function addEvent(obj, name, func)
{
if (window.addEventListener) {
obj.addEventListener(name, func, false);
} else {
obj.attachEvent("on"+name, func);
}
}
function load()
{
addEvent(plugin(), 'fired', function(x){
alert('onfired() from load(): '+x)
});
}
function pluginLoaded() {
console.log("plugin loaded")
}
function addTestEvent()
{
addEvent(plugin(), 'fired', function(x){
alert('onfired(): '+x)
});
}
function testEvent()
{
plugin().testEvent('test stuff');
}
function pluginValid()
{
alert(plugin().valid);
}
</script>
<script src="js/gazify.js" type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"></script>
</head>
<body onload="load()" gazemusic="spotify:track:abc">
<object id="plugin0" type="application/x-gazify" width="100" height="100">
<param name="onload" value="pluginLoaded" />
</object><br />
<div id="dbg"> </div>
<div id="gazemarker"> </div>
<h1> Fun Paragraphs </h1>
<p onClick="plugin().testFade()">Click me for fade!</p>
<p gazemusic="spotify:track:4rp7e604nblHYU7J6fchZP">
<i>(Song : Queen - Who wants to live forever)</i>
All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the
way that Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was
playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I
suppose she must have looked quite delightful, for her mother put her hand to her
head and cried “oh, why can’t you remain like this forever!” This was all that passed
between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she much grow up.
You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.
All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the
way that Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was
playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I
suppose she must have looked quite delightful, for her mother put her hand to her
head and cried “oh, why can’t you remain like this forever!” This was all that passed
between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she much grow up.
You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.
All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the
way that Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was
playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I
suppose she must have looked quite delightful, for her mother put her hand to her
head and cried “oh, why can’t you remain like this forever!” This was all that passed
between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she much grow up.
You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.
All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the
way that Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was
playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I
suppose she must have looked quite delightful, for her mother put her hand to her
head and cried “oh, why can’t you remain like this forever!” This was all that passed
between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she much grow up.
You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.
All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the
way that Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was
playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I
suppose she must have looked quite delightful, for her mother put her hand to her
head and cried “oh, why can’t you remain like this forever!” This was all that passed
between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she much grow up.
You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.
</p>
<p gazemusic="spotify:track:1X7IAp5BiJq9jFNrdEFtR3">
<i>(Song: A Teens - Let the bells ring out for Christmas)</i>
Once upon a time—of all the good days in the year, on Christmas Eve—old Scrooge
sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather: foggy withal: and
he could hear the people in the court outside, go wheezing up and down, beating
their hands upon their breasts, and stamping their feet upon the pavement-stones to
warm them. The city clocks had only just gone three, but it was quite dark already: it
had not been light all day: and candles were flaring in the windows of the
neighbouring offices, like ruddy smears upon the palpable brown air.
Once upon a time—of all the good days in the year, on Christmas Eve—old Scrooge
sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather: foggy withal: and
he could hear the people in the court outside, go wheezing up and down, beating
their hands upon their breasts, and stamping their feet upon the pavement-stones to
warm them. The city clocks had only just gone three, but it was quite dark already: it
had not been light all day: and candles were flaring in the windows of the
neighbouring offices, like ruddy smears upon the palpable brown air.
Once upon a time—of all the good days in the year, on Christmas Eve—old Scrooge
sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather: foggy withal: and
he could hear the people in the court outside, go wheezing up and down, beating
their hands upon their breasts, and stamping their feet upon the pavement-stones to
warm them. The city clocks had only just gone three, but it was quite dark already: it
had not been light all day: and candles were flaring in the windows of the
neighbouring offices, like ruddy smears upon the palpable brown air.
Once upon a time—of all the good days in the year, on Christmas Eve—old Scrooge
sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather: foggy withal: and
he could hear the people in the court outside, go wheezing up and down, beating
their hands upon their breasts, and stamping their feet upon the pavement-stones to
warm them. The city clocks had only just gone three, but it was quite dark already: it
had not been light all day: and candles were flaring in the windows of the
neighbouring offices, like ruddy smears upon the palpable brown air.
</p>
<p gazemusic="spotify:track:5YSI1311X8t31PBjkBG4CZ"><i>(Song : Kate Bush - Wuthering Heights)</i>
Wuthering Heights is the name of Mr Heathcliff’s dwelling. “Wuthering” became a
significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult to which its
station is exposed in stormy weather. Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up
there at all times, indeed: one might guess the power of the north wind lowing over
the edge, by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house; and by
a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the
sun.
Wuthering Heights is the name of Mr Heathcliff’s dwelling. “Wuthering” became a
significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult to which its
station is exposed in stormy weather. Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up
there at all times, indeed: one might guess the power of the north wind lowing over
the edge, by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house; and by
a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the
sun.
Wuthering Heights is the name of Mr Heathcliff’s dwelling. “Wuthering” became a
significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult to which its
station is exposed in stormy weather. Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up
there at all times, indeed: one might guess the power of the north wind lowing over
the edge, by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house; and by
a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the
sun.
Wuthering Heights is the name of Mr Heathcliff’s dwelling. “Wuthering” became a
significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult to which its
station is exposed in stormy weather. Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up
there at all times, indeed: one might guess the power of the north wind lowing over
the edge, by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house; and by
a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the
sun.
</p>
<p gazemusic="spotify:track:46aRTYYXkN8ok6fnv9ljvr">
<i>(Song : Carly Simon - You’re so Vain)</i>
As the painter looked at the comely and gracious form he had so skillfully mirrored in
his art, a smile of pleasure passed across his face, and seemed about to linger
there. But he suddenly started up, and, closing his eyes, placed the fingers upon the
lids, as though he sought to imprison within his brain some curious dream from which
he feared he might wake.
“It is your best work, Basil, the best thing you have ever done” Said Lord Henry
languidly.
As the painter looked at the comely and gracious form he had so skillfully mirrored in
his art, a smile of pleasure passed across his face, and seemed about to linger
there. But he suddenly started up, and, closing his eyes, placed the fingers upon the
lids, as though he sought to imprison within his brain some curious dream from which
he feared he might wake.
“It is your best work, Basil, the best thing you have ever done” Said Lord Henry
languidly.
As the painter looked at the comely and gracious form he had so skillfully mirrored in
his art, a smile of pleasure passed across his face, and seemed about to linger
there. But he suddenly started up, and, closing his eyes, placed the fingers upon the
lids, as though he sought to imprison within his brain some curious dream from which
he feared he might wake.
“It is your best work, Basil, the best thing you have ever done” Said Lord Henry
languidly.
As the painter looked at the comely and gracious form he had so skillfully mirrored in
his art, a smile of pleasure passed across his face, and seemed about to linger
there. But he suddenly started up, and, closing his eyes, placed the fingers upon the
lids, as though he sought to imprison within his brain some curious dream from which
he feared he might wake.
“It is your best work, Basil, the best thing you have ever done” Said Lord Henry
languidly.
</p>
<h1>Vivamus Luctus Urna Sed Urna Ultricies Ac Tempor Dui</h1>
<p gazemusic="spotify:track:41VRqOziGGpbHamfdYuaIy">Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Nullam in dui mauris. Vivamus hendrerit arcu sed erat molestie vehicula. Sed auctor neque eu tellus rhoncus ut eleifend nibh porttitor. Ut in nulla enim. Phasellus molestie magna non est bibendum non venenatis nisl tempor. Suspendisse dictum feugiat nisl ut dapibus. Mauris iaculis porttitor posuere. Praesent id metus massa, ut blandit odio. Proin quis tortor orci. Etiam at risus et justo dignissim congue. Donec congue lacinia dui, a porttitor lectus condimentum laoreet. Nunc eu ullamcorper orci. Quisque eget odio ac lectus vestibulum faucibus eget in metus. In pellentesque faucibus vestibulum. Nulla at nulla justo, eget luctus tortor. Nulla facilisi. Duis aliquet egestas purus in blandit. Curabitur vulputate, ligula lacinia scelerisque tempor, lacus lacus ornare ante, ac egestas est urna sit amet arcu. Class aptent taciti sociosqu ad litora torquent per conubia nostra, per inceptos himenaeos. Sed.</p>
<p gazemusic="spotify:track:1S14kiCjHXTUbBWu4jwqh3">Molestie augue sit amet leo consequat posuere. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in faucibus orci luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia Curae; Proin vel ante a orci tempus eleifend ut et magna. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vivamus luctus urna sed urna ultricies ac tempor dui sagittis. In condimentum facilisis porta. Sed nec diam eu diam mattis viverra. Nulla.</p>
<p gazemusic="spotify:track:2wNK1PjIS9NbBIchakaL7k">Fringilla, orci ac euismod semper, magna diam porttitor mauris, quis sollicitudin sapien justo in libero. Vestibulum mollis mauris enim. Morbi euismod magna ac lorem rutrum elementum. Donec viverra auctor lobortis. Pellentesque eu est a nulla placerat dignissim. Morbi a enim in magna semper bibendum. Etiam scelerisque, nunc ac egestas consequat, odio nibh euismod nulla, eget auctor orci nibh vel nisi. Aliquam erat volutpat. Mauris vel neque sit amet nunc gravida congue sed sit amet purus. Quisque lacus quam, egestas ac tincidunt a, lacinia vel velit. Aenean facilisis nulla vitae urna tincidunt congue sed ut dui. Morbi malesuada nulla nec purus convallis consequat. Vivamus id mollis quam. Morbi ac commodo nulla. In condimentum orci id nisl volutpat bibendum. Quisque commodo hendrerit lorem quis egestas. Maecenas quis tortor arcu. Vivamus rutrum nunc non neque consectetur quis placerat neque lobortis. Nam vestibulum, arcu sodales feugiat consectetur, nisl orci bibendum elit, eu euismod magna sapien ut nibh. Donec semper quam scelerisque tortor dictum gravida. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nam pulvinar, odio sed rhoncus suscipit, sem diam ultrices mauris, eu.</p>
<p gazemusic="spotify:track:0FubbOyFuWp0hAq6V8a1AI">Proin quis tortor orci. Etiam at risus et justo dignissim congue. Donec congue lacinia dui, a porttitor lectus condimentum laoreet. Nunc eu ullamcorper orci. Quisque eget odio ac. Proin quis tortor orci. Etiam at risus et justo dignissim congue. Donec congue lacinia dui, a porttitor lectus condimentum laoreet. Nunc eu ullamcorper orci. Quisque eget odio ac. Proin quis tortor orci. Etiam at risus et justo dignissim congue. Donec congue lacinia dui, a porttitor lectus condimentum laoreet. Nunc eu ullamcorper orci. Quisque eget odio ac.</p>
<!--<a href="#" onclick="javascript:addTestEvent()">set event handler</a> <br />
<a href="#" onclick="javascript:testEvent()">Fire event</a> <br />
<a href="#" onclick="javascript:pluginValid()">alert plugin valid</a> <br />-->
</body>
</html>