Nay, even when, some few months later, there died at Vienna the old Abate Metastasio, and his death brought home to a rather forgetful world what a poet and what a dramatist that old Metastasio had been; even then, an intimate friend of the dead man, a worldly priest, a quasi prelate, the Abate Taruffi, could find no better winding up for the funeral oration, delivered before all the pedants and prigs and fops and spies of pontifical Rome assembled in the rooms of the Arcadian academy, than to point to Count Vittorio Alfieri, and prophesy that Metastasio had found a successor greater than himself.
"The Countess of Albany"
Violet Paget (AKA Vernon Lee)
Only that there is some fresh gossip afloat, mixing up my daughter's name with that of one of the reckless fops of this place.
"The Master of the Ceremonies"
George Manville Fenn
The officer was now more than ever strongly marked in him, and he tried to emulate the effeminate charms of the fops in the Guards.
"The Song of Songs"
Hermann Sudermann