Tom o'Bedlam

In the exuberant “Tom O’Bedlam’s Night Out,” poor Tom escapes from a medieval insane asylum, joins the King of the Fairies in his midnight revels and defeats Satan’s Nazgul-like champion in feudal combat.

If she were the child of Tom o' Bedlam, she is still betrothed to me!

Now the poet drops his pen And moves about like other men: Tom o' Bedlam now is still And sleeps beneath the hawthorn'd hill.

In fact, the loss of the Gammer’s needle sets the whole village in flames; the spark falling from the mischievous waggery of a Tom o’ Bedlam in an artful insinuation against a certain gossip notable for the luxuriance of her grotesque invectives.

He has passionate grievances, Tom o' Bedlam's honesty and a spilling store of acrid Americana to relate.