名前: トノ 日時: 2007-06-27 16:36:20 IPアドレス: 58.0.7.*
>>48495 本文の前に \let\左寄せ=\flushleft \let\end左寄せ=\endflushleft \let\左揃え=\raggedright \let\右寄せ=\flushright \let\end右寄せ=\endflushright \let\右揃え=\raggedleft のように書いておけば、 左寄せ ←→ 左揃え, 右寄せ ←→ 右揃え と対応するようになるので、とってもわかりやすいです。 \documentclass{article}\relax \let\左寄せ=\flushleft \let\end左寄せ=\endflushleft \let\左揃え=\raggedright \let\右寄せ=\flushright \let\end右寄せ=\endflushright \let\右揃え=\raggedleft \begin{document} When they entered, they found hanging upon the wall a splendid portrait of their master as they had last seen him, in all the wonder of his exquisite youth and beauty. Lying on the floor was a dead man, in evening dress, with a knife in his heart. He was withered, wrinkled, and loathsome of visage. It was not till they had examined the rings that they recognized who it was. \begin{左寄せ} When they entered, they found hanging upon the wall a splendid portrait of their master as they had last seen him, in all the wonder of his exquisite youth and beauty. Lying on the floor was a dead man, in evening dress, with a knife in his heart. He was withered, wrinkled, and loathsome of visage. It was not till they had examined the rings that they recognized who it was. \end{左寄せ} {% \左揃え When they entered, they found hanging upon the wall a splendid portrait of their master as they had last seen him, in all the wonder of his exquisite youth and beauty. Lying on the floor was a dead man, in evening dress, with a knife in his heart. He was withered, wrinkled, and loathsome of visage. It was not till they had examined the rings that they recognized who it was. } \begin{右寄せ} When they entered, they found hanging upon the wall a splendid portrait of their master as they had last seen him, in all the wonder of his exquisite youth and beauty. Lying on the floor was a dead man, in evening dress, with a knife in his heart. He was withered, wrinkled, and loathsome of visage. It was not till they had examined the rings that they recognized who it was. \end{右寄せ} {% \右揃え When they entered, they found hanging upon the wall a splendid portrait of their master as they had last seen him, in all the wonder of his exquisite youth and beauty. Lying on the floor was a dead man, in evening dress, with a knife in his heart. He was withered, wrinkled, and loathsome of visage. It was not till they had examined the rings that they recognized who it was. } \end{document}
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