...surprising how the following inaccuracy should have escaped Mr. Addison in his letter from Italy : I bridle in my struggling muse with pain, That longs to launch into a bolder strain.* The muse, figured as a horse, may be bridled; but when we speak of launching, we make it a ship; and...

...perceived, that I alItrde to the well-known, and, as I think, unjustlyridiculed couplet of Addison: I bridle in my struggling muse with pain, That longs to launch into a nobler strain. The truth is, that, without resorting to Mr. Dugalcl Stewart's able apology for mixed...

...x. I broken metaphor, of which- notice may properly be taken : — — — Fir'd with that name— I bridle in my struggling Muse with pain, That longs to launch into a nobler strain. To bridle a goddess is no very delicate idea ; but why must she be bridled'? because...

...DR. JOHNSON. Dr. Johnson is very severe on the following lines of Addisou : Fir'd with Ihntname — I bridle in my struggling muse with pain, That longs to launch into am bier strain. One of his ubserTations is, that, " to iu "ii it. is an act which w i< never hindered...

...broken metaphor, of which notice may properly be taken; r ' —— — Fir'd with that name— I hridle in my struggling Muse with pain, That longs to launch into a nobler strain. To bridle a goddess is no very delicate idea ; but why must she be bridled? because...

...breast.— Pope A void may, in a metaphorical sense, be said to crave j but can a void be said to ache ? . I bridle in my struggling Muse with pain, That longs to launch into a bolder strain. — Addison. To bridle a goddess is no very delicate idea ; but why must she be bridled ? because she...

...with the name, which I so oft have found The distant climes and different tongues resound, I bridle-in my struggling Muse with pain, . That longs to launch into a bolder strain. But I 've already troubled you too long, Nor dare attempt a more adventurous song. My humble verse...

...guide. Fired with the name which I so oft have found The distant climes and different tongues resound, I bridle in my struggling Muse, with pain, That longs to launch into a bolder strain. But I Ve already' troubled you too long, Nor dare attempt a more adventurous song : My humble verse...

...which forms such a confused picture, that it b impossible for any imagination to comprehend it. " 1 bridle in my struggling muse with pain, That longs to launch into a bolder strain !" The muse, figured as a horse may be bridled; but when we speak of launching, we make it a ship ;...

...which forms such aeonfused picture, that it is impossible for any imagination to comprehend it. " 1 bridle in my struggling muse with pain, That longs to launch into a bolder strain !" The muse, figured as a horse may be bridled; but, when we speak of lamiching, we make it a ship...