Et sua mortifera est facundia——
Juv. Sat. x. 10.
Some who the depths of eloquence have found,
In that unnavigable stream were drown'd.
Dryden.
SIR,
I am the modest young man whom you favoured with your advice, in a late paper; and, as I am very far from suspecting that you foresaw the numberless inconveniencies which I have, by following it, brought upon myself, I will lay my condition open before you, for you seem bound to extricate me from the perplexities in which your counsel, however innocent in the intention, has contributed to involve me.
You told me, as you thought, to my comfort, that a writer might easily find means of introducing his genius to the world, for the presses of England were open. This I have now fatally experienced; the press is, indeed, open.
——Facilis descensus Averni,
Noctes atque dies patet atri janua Ditis.