Quotes from Richard Harris Barham


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    Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.

    Speak | Ghosts | Spoke


    Knight without fear and without reproach.

    Fear | Knight | Reproach


    He won't, won't he? Then bring me my boots.

    Boots | Bring


    His eyes so dim, so wasted each limb, that, heedless of grammar, they all cried, that's him!

    Eyes | Grammar | Limb


       

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