bedlamite

• If you should burst forth like a bedlamite, say we have told you a lie, that it is false, that we are making a jest of you, and that a pretty jest it is, without wit or invention; in short, if you abuse us, we shall think you are quite in the right; for we have done just the same things ourselves. —  The Best of the World's Classics, Restricted to Prose, Vol. VII (of X)—Continental Europe I
• But if ever I do really become a bedlamite, and wear a strait waistcoat, let me be brought back among you; your people will then be proper company I assure you what I here say and feel has nothing to do with England, either in a literary or personal point of view. —  Life of Lord Byron, Vol. 4 (of 6) With His Letters and Journals
• I will stab myself with the carving-knife to-morrow, after dinner, if this keeps on Mollie paced up and down like a bedlamite, sobbing and scolding to herself, and quite broken down with one day's imprisonment I thought I could stand it--I thought I could defy him; I had no idea being imprisoned was so awful. —  The Unseen Bridgegroom or, Wedded For a Week
• Indeed, what with the noise of the tempest through the rigging and the flashes of lightning and the pealing of the thunder and the clapping of an unfurled sail in the darkness, and the shouting of orders in a strange language by the Captain of the craft, who was running up and down like a bedlamite, it was like pandemonium with all the devils of the pit broke loose into the night It was at this moment, and Barnaby True was holding to the back-stays, when a sudden, prolonged flash of lightning came after a continued space of darkness. —  Stolen Treasure
• See those small youngsters whose expansive ears Maternal kindness grazed with frequent shears; Each bristling crop a dangling mass becomes, And all the spoonies turn to Absaloms Nor this alone its magic power displays, It alters strangely all their works and ways; With uncouth words they tire their tender lungs, The same bald phrases on their hundred tongues "Ever" "The Ages" in their page appear, "Alway" the bedlamite is called a "Seer;" On every leaf the "earnest" sage may scan, Portentous bore! —  The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes — Complete

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