• Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
    • a Bacchical Of or relating to Bacchus; hence, jovial, or riotous, with intoxication; riotously drunken; -- used of revelrous gatherings.
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Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
    • bacchical Same as Bacchic: as, “bacchical enthusiasm,”
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Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
L. Bacchicus, Gr. Bakchiko`s


In literature:

In short, one Pankhurst is an exception, but a thousand Pankhursts are a nightmare, a Bacchic orgie, a Witches Sabbath.
"What's Wrong With The World" by G.K. Chesterton
The Syrian damsels, who appeared at first in the bacchic dance, mingled now with the guests.
"Quo Vadis" by Henryk Sienkiewicz
It originated in the natural love of imitation, of dancing and singing, especially at the Bacchic feasts.
"The Interdependence of Literature" by Georgina Pell Curtis
A bacchic emulation reigned, which threatened to end in scenes bordering upon a debauch.
"Gerfaut, Complete" by Charles de Bernard
A political Aristophanes, taking advantage of his lyrical Bacchic licence, was found too much for political Athens.
"The Short Works of George Meredith" by George Meredith
Oh, a bacchic little chap.
"Aaron's Rod" by D. H. Lawrence
I thought that Bacchic energy of yours was long since repressed.
"Summer on the Lakes, in 1843" by S.M. Fuller
It was not the arrangements of the beersellers, which were formidably Bacchic.
"The Matador of the Five Towns and Other Stories" by Arnold Bennett
He reformed the Bacchic mysteries, giving them a more elevated and noble character, and for this he lost his life.
"Ten Great Religions" by James Freeman Clarke
I begin the Bacchic strain, having lately learned my woes from my evil genius.
"The Tragedies of Euripides, Volume I." by Euripides

In poetry:

O bird with heart of wassail,
That toss the Bacchic branch,
And slip your shaken music,
An elfin avalanche;
"A Question" by Francis Thompson
Sapphire-breasted Bacchic priest
Stood the sky above the lands;
Sun and Moon at East and West,
Brazen cymbals in his hands.
"The Helot" by Isabella Valancy Crawford
Cold the haughty Spartan smiled--
His the power to knit that day,
Bacchic fires, insensate, wild,
To the grand Achean clay.
"The Helot" by Isabella Valancy Crawford
Nostrils widen'd to the air,
As above the wine brimm'd bowl:
Men and women everywhere
Breath'd the fierce, sweet Bacchic soul.
"The Helot" by Isabella Valancy Crawford
"Drink, dull slave," the Spartan cried:
Meek the Helot touch'd the brim;
Scented all the purple tide:
Drew the Bacchic soul to him.
"The Helot" by Isabella Valancy Crawford
Rose the pale shaft redly flush'd,
Red with Bacchic light and blood;
On its stone the Helot rush'd--
Stone the tyrant Spartan stood.
"The Helot" by Isabella Valancy Crawford