In the case of the Romantic poet Lamartine, he is referred to directly in a poem describing a gorgeous eighteen-year-old girl, whose mother expresses jealousy of lost turgencies and mixed feelings about the mother versus daughter relationship.

The follest slouen ondyr heuen, / Prowde, peuiche, lyddyr, and lewde, / Malapert, medyllar, nothyng well thewde, […] The foullest sloven under heaven, / Proud, peevish, lither, and lewd, / Malapert, meddler, nothing well thewed, […]

It [the straw] is laid on to a considerable thickness and firmly secured by ropes or twisted straw, and pinned down by sharpened sticks called 'broaches'

Will found himself growing increasingly depressed as he twisted his grallatorial limbs and shook his nugatory buttocks with the rest of his fellow sufferers—it was the same thing, day in, day out, a purgatory of the unwise and unwell.