Implement space extension (multipage) ➕

5 files changed, 11 insertions, 92 deletions

diff --git a/tests/layouts/pagebreaks.typ b/tests/layouts/pagebreaks.typ
new file mode 100644
index 00000000..6887613f
--- /dev/null
+++ b/tests/layouts/pagebreaks.typ
@@ -0,0 +1,2 @@
+{size:200pt*200pt}
+{lorem:400}
diff --git a/tests/layouts/shakespeare-right.tps b/tests/layouts/shakespeare-right.tps
deleted file mode 100644
index db670fdf..00000000
--- a/tests/layouts/shakespeare-right.tps
+++ /dev/null
@@ -1,88 +0,0 @@
-[align: right][
-    [bold][Scene 5: _The Tower of London_]
-
-    [italic][Enter Mortimer, brought in a chair, and Gaolers.]
-
-    *Mortimer.* Kind keepers of my weak decaying age,
-        Let dying Mortimer here rest himself.
-        Even like a man new haled from the rack,
-        So fare my limbs with long imprisonment;
-        And these grey locks, the pursuivants of death,
-        Nestor-like aged in an age of care,
-        Argue the end of Edmund Mortimer.
-        These eyes, like lamps whose wasting oil is spent,
-        Wax dim, as drawing to their exigent;
-        Weak shoulders, overborne with burdening grief,
-        And pithless arms, like to a withered vine
-        That droops his sapless branches to the ground.
-        Yet are these feet, whose strengthless stay is numb,
-        Unable to support this lump of clay,
-        Swift-winged with desire to get a grave,
-        As witting I no other comfort have.
-        But tell me, keeper, will my nephew come?
-
-    *First Keeper.* Richard Plantagenet, my lord, will come.
-        We sent unto the Temple, unto his chamber;
-        And answer was return'd that he will come.
-
-    *Mortimer.* Enough; my soul shall then be satisfied.
-        Poor gentleman! his wrong doth equal mine.
-        Since Henry Monmouth first began to reign,
-        Before whose glory I was great in arms,
-        This loathsome sequestration have I had;
-        And even since then hath Richard been obscur'd,
-        Depriv'd of honour and inheritance.
-        But now the arbitrator of despairs,
-        Just Death, kind umpire of men's miseries,
-        With sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence.
-        I would his troubles likewise were expir'd,
-        That so he might recover what was lost.
-
-
-    [italic][Enter Richard Plantagenet]
-
-    *First Keeper.* My lord, your loving nephew now is come.
-
-    *Mortimer.* Richard Plantagenet, my friend, is he come?
-
-    *Plantagenet.* Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly us'd,
-        Your nephew, late despised Richard, comes.
-
-    *Mortimer.* Direct mine arms I may embrace his neck
-        And in his bosom spend my latter gasp.
-        O, tell me when my lips do touch his cheeks,
-        That I may kindly give one fainting kiss.
-        And now declare, sweet stem from York's great stock,
-        Why didst thou say of late thou wert despis'd?
-
-    *Plantagenet.* First, lean thine aged back against mine arm;
-        And, in that ease, I'll tell thee my disease.
-        This day, in argument upon a case,
-        Some words there grew 'twixt Somerset and me;
-        Among which terms he us'd his lavish tongue
-        And did upbraid me with my father's death;
-        Which obloquy set bars before my tongue,
-        Else with the like I had requited him.
-        Therefore, good uncle, for my father's sake,
-        In honour of a true Plantagenet,
-        And for alliance sake, declare the cause
-        My father, Earl of Cambridge, lost his head.
-
-    *Mortimer.* That cause, fair nephew, that imprison'd me
-        And hath detain'd me all my flow'ring youth
-        Within a loathsome dungeon, there to pine,
-        Was cursed instrument of his decease.
-
-    *Plantagenet.* Discover more at large what cause that was,
-        For I am ignorant and cannot guess.
-
-    *Mortimer.* I will, if that my fading breath permit
-        And death approach not ere my tale be done.
-        Henry the Fourth, grandfather to this king,
-        Depos'd his nephew Richard, Edward's son,
-        The first-begotten and the lawful heir
-        Of Edward king, the third of that descent;
-        During whose reign the Percies of the north,
-        Finding his usurpation most unjust,
-        Endeavour'd my advancement to the throne ...
-]
diff --git a/tests/layouts/shakespeare.tps b/tests/layouts/shakespeare.tpl
index e0839302..e0839302 100644
--- a/tests/layouts/shakespeare.tps
+++ b/tests/layouts/shakespeare.tpl
diff --git a/tests/layouts/shakespeare.typ b/tests/layouts/shakespeare.typ
new file mode 100644
index 00000000..09edd361
--- /dev/null
+++ b/tests/layouts/shakespeare.typ
@@ -0,0 +1,8 @@
+// Basic unboxed
+{include:shakespeare.tpl}
+
+// Boxed, but still left-aligned
+[align: left][{include:shakespeare.tpl}]
+
+// Boxed, and right-aligned
+[align: right][{include:shakespeare.tpl}]
diff --git a/tests/layouts/styles.tps b/tests/layouts/styles.typ
index ef5d4e3b..767a0b73 100644
--- a/tests/layouts/styles.tps
+++ b/tests/layouts/styles.typ
@@ -1,8 +1,5 @@
 _Multiline:_
-Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consetetur sadipscing elitr, sed diam nonumy
-eirmod tempor invidunt ut labore et dolore magna aliquyam erat, sed diam
-voluptua. At vero eos et accusam et justo duo dolores et ea rebum. Stet
-clita kasd gubergren, no sea takimata sanctus est.
+{lorem:45}
 
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