The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman

My father, as appears from many of his papers, was very subject to this passion, before he married–but from a little subacid kind of drollish impatience in his nature, whenever it befell him, he would never submit to it like a christian; but would pish, and huff, and bounce, and kick, and play the Devil, and write the bitterest Philippicks against the eye that ever man wrote.