From Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar (1963):
I hated the very idea of the eighteenth century, with all those smug men writing tight little couplets and being so dead keen on reason.I found this passage on a scrap of paper between pages of a book. My paper, so it must be my handwriting. (As a student, I helped myself to stacks of bank-deposit slips for use as notepaper.)
It occurs to me now that Plath’s sentence could furnish a wonderful exam question for a course in eighteenth-century poetry. The student would of course be asked to argue against.