1769, Henry Brooke, w Chapter XVII Three Estates in Parliament., The jolly, broad, fooliſh, humorous, half-laughing, half-crying, baby-face of the Major extorted peals of laughter from all who were preſent.
Wordsworth Yarrow Revisited|poem=The Redbreast|page=286|passage=Say that the Cherubs carved in stone, ... Used to sing in heavenly tone, Above and round the sacred places They guard, with wingèd baby-faces.
1849, John Oxenford, Sir Wigolais of the Wheel, Now Sir Wigolais was not only very young, but extremely young-looking; he had one of those baby-faces that obstinately refused to look manly at any age, and a chin that seemed destined never to wear a beard.
