His eyes so dim, so wasted each limb, that, heedless of grammar, they all cried, that's him! Richard Harris Barham crydimeye Change image and share on social
He won't, won't he? Then bring me my boots. Richard Harris Barham bootbring Change image and share on social
Knight without fear and without reproach. Richard Harris Barham fearknightreproach Change image and share on social
Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. Richard Harris Barham ghostladyspeak Change image and share on social
