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diff --git a/mobile/android/geckoview/src/androidTest/assets/www/translations-tester-en.html b/mobile/android/geckoview/src/androidTest/assets/www/translations-tester-en.html new file mode 100644 index 0000000000..3e5f8e6303 --- /dev/null +++ b/mobile/android/geckoview/src/androidTest/assets/www/translations-tester-en.html @@ -0,0 +1,62 @@ +<!DOCTYPE html> +<html lang="en"> + <!-- See toolkit for original test.--> + <head> + <meta charset="utf-8" /> + <title>Translations Test</title> + <style> + div { + margin: 10px auto; + width: 300px; + } + p { + margin: 47px 0; + font-size: 21px; + line-height: 2; + } + </style> + </head> + <body> + <div> + <!-- The following is an excerpt from The Wondeful Wizard of Oz, which is in the public domain --> + <h1>"The Wonderful Wizard of Oz" by L. Frank Baum</h1> + <p> + The little girl, seeing she had lost one of her pretty shoes, grew + angry, and said to the Witch, “Give me back my shoe!” + </p> + <p> + “I will not,” retorted the Witch, “for it is now my shoe, and not + yours.” + </p> + <p> + “You are a wicked creature!” cried Dorothy. “You have no right to take + my shoe from me.” + </p> + <p> + “I shall keep it, just the same,” said the Witch, laughing at her, “and + someday I shall get the other one from you, too.” + </p> + <p> + This made Dorothy so very angry that she picked up the bucket of water + that stood near and dashed it over the Witch, wetting her from head to + foot. + </p> + <p> + Instantly the wicked woman gave a loud cry of fear, and then, as Dorothy + looked at her in wonder, the Witch began to shrink and fall away. + </p> + <p> + “See what you have done!” she screamed. “In a minute I shall melt away.” + </p> + <p> + “I’m very sorry, indeed,” said Dorothy, who was truly frightened to see + the Witch actually melting away like brown sugar before her very eyes. + </p> + <p> + “Didn’t you know water would be the end of me?” asked the Witch, in a + wailing, despairing voice. + </p> + <p>“Of course not,” answered Dorothy. “How should I?”</p> + </div> + </body> +</html> |