| 1. | His bridle is missing, so that Simpson must have put this on. - from Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
| 2. | He threw the bridle over the fence and strode up the pathway. - from A Study In Scarlet by Arthur Conan Doyle |
| 3. | And ev'ry boss of bridle and paytre. - from The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer |
| 4. | In what we can, to bridle and suppres. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 5. | O, know he is the bridle of your will. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 6. | "Try to get hold of my horse's bridle and lead him to me you are not afraid. - from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte |
| 7. | This is it that makes me bridle passio. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 8. | 'Why, guess' he returned, dismounting, and slinging his bridle on a hook by the door. - from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte |
| 9. | desist Till they the reines of his bridle henten. - from The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer |
| 10. | There's none but asses will be bridled so. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 11. | Their fiery mouths resplendent bridles tie. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 12. | Heathcliff held both bridles as they rode on, and they set their faces from the village, and went as fast as the rough roads would let them. - from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte |
| 13. | Even the allwisest Stagyrite was bitted, bridled and mounted by a light of love. - from Ulysses by James Joyce |
| 14. | At full speed, with bridles loose, swords in their teeth pistols in fist,--such was the attack. - from Les Miserables by Victor Hugo |
| 15. | Their horses, bridled and with high saddles, stood near them and there too the dogs were lying. - from War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy |
| 16. | vulgar And that your reason bridled your delight This made, aboven ev'ry creature, That I was yours, and shall while I may dure. - from The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer |
| 17. | Their sabers catching in the bridles and their spurs jingling, the hussars hastily dismounted, not knowing what they were to do. - from War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy |
| 18. | Omer they breathed their horses with the bridles passed under their arms for fear of accident, and ate a morsel from their hands on the stones of the street, after they departed again. - from The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas, Pere |