Don Juan 04-089
Canto the Fourth
"Our baritone I almost had forgot,
 A pretty lad, but bursting with conceit;
With graceful action, science not a jot,
 A voice of no great compass, and not sweet,
He always is complaining of his lot,
 Forsooth, scarce fit for ballads in the street;
In lovers' parts his passion more to breathe,
Having no heart to show, he shows his teeth."

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824)