A man so various, that he seemd to be Not one, but all mankinds epitome: Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong; Was every thing by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking. Dryden.Absalom and Achitophel, Part I. Line 545.
Railing and praising were his usual themes; And both, to shew his judgment, in extremes; So over violent, or over civil, That every man with him was god or devil. Dryden.Absalom and Achitophel, Part I. Line 555.