The cells are broke loose one into another, and the blood, and the lymph, and the nervous juices, with the fix'd and volatile salts, are all jumbled into one mass — good g — ! everything turns round in it like a thousand whirlpools...
The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman and A Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy (Volume 2), Book VII, Chapter II (p. 66)