Date: 1766

"And strong discretion bridles restive wit."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Gen'rous bosoms, more than gems of gold, / Rich funds of morals, knowledge, sense, unfold; / Transmitting each, to each, the rising store, / For wisdom's plants, while cropping, flourish more, A magic circle! whose enchanted round, / Admits no fiend to tread the hallow'd ground."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"In judgment's sunshine fancy's flow'rets bloom, / And innocence exalts their fresh perfume: / No weeds of envy choke the fertile soil"

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Her gentle soul's with richer treasure stor'd, / Than Indian mines, and sands, and woods afford."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Each art and science lodg'd in her fair breast, / With heav'n's bright caravan of virtues rest."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Her tuneful tongue with eloquence and ease, / The golden merchandize of thought conveys; / Brisk fancy wafts it with her sprightly gales, / While judgment ballasts all the swelling sails."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"She, whose bright presence, dull December's day / Might metamorphose into sprightly May; / Whose virtuous manners, and whose polish'd mind, / May stand the test and mirror of mankind."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"'Till kind applauses every pang suppress'd, / Clos'd every wound, and steel'd my daring breast."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766-1769, 1956

"Formerly my mind was quite a lodging-house for all ideas who chose to put up there, so that it was at the mercy of accident, for I had no fixed mind of my own. Now my mind is a house where, though the street rooms and the upper floors are open to strangers, yet there is always a settled family i...

— Boswell, James (1740-1795)

Date: 1766-1769, 1956

"Only this more. The ideas--my lodgers--are of all sorts. Some, gentlemen of the law, who pay me a great deal more than others. Divines of all sorts have been with me, and have ever disturbed me. When I first took up house, Presbyterian ministers used to make me melancholy with dreary tones. Meth...

— Boswell, James (1740-1795)