1820, Lord Byron, The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 4 Chapter Marino Faliero, Had he instead of on the Doge's throne Stamped the same brand upon a peasant's stool, His blood had gilt the threshold; for the carle Had stabbed him on the instant.
1885, Charles Kingsley, Daily Thoughts Chapter , Ye may fancy I'm talking like a sour, disappointed auld carle.
1913, William Morris, The Story of the Glittering Plain Chapter , Spake the sad and sorry carle: "We seek the Land where the days are many: so many that he who hath forgotten how to laugh, may learn the craft again, and forget the days of Sorrow."
