Date: 1787
"Fat flattens the most brilliant thoughts, / Like the buff-stop on harpsichords, or spinets-- / Muffling their pretty little tuneful throats, / That would have chirp'd away like linnets."
preview | full record— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)
Date: 1798
"We'll frame the measure of our souls, / They shall be tuned to love"
preview | full record— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)