Quotes by Richard Harris Barham

His eyes so dim, so wasted each limb, that, heedless of grammar, they all cried,...

#Richard Harris Barham

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

#Richard Harris Barham

Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.

#Richard Harris Barham

Knight without fear and without reproach.

#Richard Harris Barham

Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.

#Funny, #Halloween