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Eeshu1396: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.
- Richard Harris Barham
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Thor_2000: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. - Richard Harris Barham
SafetyMentalst: From "Bagman's Dog, The : Mr. Peters's Story" by Richard Harris Barham:
Was asking for brandy;
So she turn'd to the cupboard, and, having some handy,
Dheerusingh122: GOAT PLAYER SHIV THAKARE
Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.
- Richard Harris Barham
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
Thor_2000: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. - Richard Harris Barham
BrianPBerlin2: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
CatsOfYore: Illustration from ‘The Ingoldsby legends; or, Mirth & Marvels’. 1907.
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
BruceArthurs4: Gordon Browne (1858-1932) illustration in THE WORLD OF ROMANCE (1892), for "The Grey Dolphin", a story from THE INGOLDSBY LEGENDS (1840) by Richard Harris Barham.
(The story itself reads well even today, with clever turns of phrase, but with a highly deplorable main character.)
SafetyMentalst: From "Merchant of Venice, The : A Legend of Italy" by Richard Harris Barham:
Which Mrs. Bassanio had given to her spouse,
With injunctions to keep it on leaving the house?--
SafetyMentalst: From "Some Account of a New Play" by Richard Harris Barham:
The fact any longer -- he knows she's his mother!
His Pa's wedded Spouse,--
She questions his nous,
And threatens to have him turn'd out of the house.
ZC_HAWK: Blury hardbacks are Th Ingoldsby Legends, second edition, by Richard Harris Barham; and The Kontiki Expedition by Thor Heyerdahl.
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
KingDheeru25: DESERVING WINNER PRATIK
Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.
- Richard Harris Barham
KingDheeru25: DESERVING WINNER PRATIK
Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.
- Richard Harris Barham
arifjamallodhi: With a satisfied look, as if he would say,
“We two are the greatest folks here to-day!”
And the priests, with awe,
As such freaks they saw,
Said, “The Devil must be in that little Jackdaw!”
(The Jackdaw of Rheims)
Richard Harris Barham (1788–1845)
gdmaherauthor: As I practice my narration, I'm continuing with some classic works, such as Fragment by Richard Harris Barham.
It was a very different way of writing. Poetic. Confusing. Fifty words when one will do! Love it!
What are you reading this week?
PedroEP: He cursed him in sleeping that every night,
He should dream of the devil and wake in a fright.
–Richard Harris Barham
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
plastic_bio: His eye so dim,So wasted each limb,That, heedless of grammar, they all cried,THAT ’S HIM!That ’s the scamp that has done this scandalous thing!That ’s the thief that has got my Lord Cardinal’s Ring!
- Richard Harris Barham
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
DanThePongMan: Never was heard such a terrible curse !
But what gave rise
To no little surprise,
Nobody seemed one penny the worse !
excerpt from The Jackdaw of Rheims
Richard Harris Barham, English clergyman
Dec. 6, 1788 - June 17, 1845
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
DrRabbitfunk: Richard Harris Barham “The Spectre of Tappington” (Part 1)
TombstonesTea: "The Cynotaph" – The ghost of a bespectacled woman chases the ghost of a dog by moonlight through the tombs of a cemetery, a circa 1848 woodcut from The Ingoldsby Legends, a collection of myths, legends, ghost stories, and poetry by English clergyman Richard Harris Barham.
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
RaptisRareBooks: One of many New Arrivals: First edition, first issue of Richard Harris Barham's The Ingoldsby Legends.
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VickyGiavasi: From Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), 1890.
curious_kent: The Life and Letters of the Rev. Richard Harris Barham
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
lancashirefolk: Cholera in London 1832 - excerpt from a letter by Richard Harris Barham: "In the meantime, Government are using all their influence with the Press to make as light as possible of the business, in order to prevent the necessity of declaring London a foul port.” (sounds familiar)
obillustrations: The horn, at the gate of the Barbican tower. Arthur Rackham, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), London, New York, 1907
obillustrations: Monks and the nuns in the dead of the night. Arthur Rackham, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), London, New York, 1907
obillustrations: Such very odd heads and such very odd tails. Arthur Rackham, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), London, New York, 1907
obillustrations: An old woman dwells. Arthur Rackham, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), London, New York, 1907
obillustrations: Hey! up the chimney, lass! Arthur Rackham, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), London, New York, 1907
obillustrations: One grasshopper spring to the door. Arthur Rackham, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), London, New York, 1907
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
obillustrations: A lay of St. Gengulphus. John Leech, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), New York, n.d.
obillustrations: The hand of glory. John Tenniel, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Ingoldsby, Thomas (Richard Harris Barham), New York, n.d.
obillustrations: The Ingoldsby penance. John Tenniel, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), New York, n.d.
obillustrations: The smuggler's leap. John Tenniel, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), New York, n.d.
obillustrations: The ghost. John Leech, from Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), New York, n.d.
obillustrations: The "monstre" balloon. George Cruikshank, from The Ingoldsby Legends by Thomas Ingoldsby (Richard Harris Barham), New York, n.d.
DonaldH11469395: “ Cob was the strongest, Mob was the wrongest, Chittabob’s tail was the finest and longest! [ Ib. The Truants ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Though port should have age, Yet I don’t think it sage To entomb it, as some of your connoisseurs do, Till it’s losing its flavour, and body, and hue;
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ — I question if keeping it does it much good After ten years in bottle and three in the wood. [ Ib. The Wedding- Day. Moral ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ He smiled and said, ‘ Sir, does your mother know that you are out?’”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ You intoxified brute!— you insensible block!— Look at the clock!— Do!— Look at the clock! [ Ib. Patty Morgan. Fytte i. ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ They were a little less than ‘ kin ‘, and rather more than ‘ kind ‘. [ Ib. Nell Cook ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ She drank Prussic acid without any water, And died like a Duke- and- a- Duchess’s daughter! [ Ib. The Tragedy ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ And now I’m here, from this here pier it is my fixed intent To jump, as Mr. Levi did from off the Monu- ment!”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ I could not see my little friend— because he was not there!”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ But when the Crier cried, ‘ O Yes!’ the people cried. ‘ O No!’”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ It’s very odd that Sailor- men should talk so very queer— And then he hitch’d his trousers up, as is, I’m told, their use, It’s very odd that Sailor- men should wear those things so loose.”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ ‘Twas in Margate last July, I walk’d upon the pier, I saw a little vulgar Boy— I said, ‘ What make you here?’ [ Ib. Misadventures at Margate ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ He had no little handkerchief to wipe his little nose!”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Here’s a corpse in the case with a sad swell’d face, And a Medical Crowner’s a queer sort of thing! [ The Ingoldsby Legends. A Lay of St. Gengulphus ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ And her bosom went in, and her tail came out. [ Ib. A Lay of St. Nicholas ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ A German, Who smoked like a chimney. [ Ib. Lay of St. Odille ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ So put that in your pipe, my Lord Otto, and smoke it!”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Or great ugly things, all legs and wings, With nasty long tails arm’d with nasty long stings.”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Go— pop Sir Thomas again in the pond— Poor dear!— he’ll catch us some more!!”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Though his cassock was swarming With all sorts of vermin, He’d not take the life of a flea! [ Ib. The Lay of St. Aloys ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Ah, ha! my good friend!— Don’t you wish you may get it?”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ The Lady Jane was tall and slim, The Lady Jane was fair. [ Ib. The Knight and the Lady ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ He would pore by the hour, o’er a weed or a flower, Or the slugs that come crawling out after a shower.”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Never was heard such a terrible curse! But what gave rise to no little surprise, Nobody seem’d one penny the worse!”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Heedless of grammar, they all cried, ‘ That’s him!’”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ And six little Singing- boys,— dear little souls! In nice clean faces, and nice white stoles.”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ He cursed him in sleeping, that every night He should dream of the devil, and wake in a fright.”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Tiger Tim, come tell me true, What may a Nobleman find to do?”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ What was to be done?— ‘twas perfectly plain That they could not well hang the man over again; What was to be done?— The man was dead!
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Nought could be done— nought could be said; So— my Lord Tomnoddy went home to bed!”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ A servant’s too often a negligent elf;— If it’s business of consequence, do it yourself! [ Ib. The Ingoldsby Penance. Moral ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ The Jackdaw sat on the Cardinal’s chair! Bishop, and abbot, and prior were there; Many a monk, and many a friar, Many a knight, and many a squire,
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ With a great many more of lesser degree,— In sooth a goodly company; And they served the Lord Primate on bended knee.
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Never, I ween, Was a prouder seen, Read of in books, or dreamt of in dreams, Than the Cardinal Lord Archbishop of Rheims! [ Ib. The Jackdaw of Rheims ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ What Horace says is, Eheu fugaces Anni labuntur, Postume, Postume! Years glide away, and are lost to me, lost to me! [ The Ingoldsby Legends. Epigram: Eheu fugaces ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ There, too, full many an Aldermanic nose Roll’d its loud diapason after dinner. [ Ib. The Ghost ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ ‘ He won’t— won’t he? Then bring me my boots!’ said the Baron. [ Ib. Grey Dolphin ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Tallest of boys, or shortest of men, He stood in his stockings, just four foot ten. [ Ib. Hon. Mr. Sucklethumbkin’s Story ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ She help’d him to lean, and she help’d him to fat, And it look’d like hare— but it might have been cat. [ Ib. The Bagman’s Dog ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ There was cakes and apples in all the Chapels, With fine polonies, and rich mellow pears. [ Ib. Barney Maguire’s Account of the Coronation ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Take a suck at the lemon, and at him again! [ Ib. The Black Mousquetaire ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Though I’ve always considered Sir Christopher Wren, As an architect, one of the greatest of men; And, talking of Epitaphs,— much I admire his,
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ ‘ Circumspice, si Monumentum requiris ‘; Which an erudite Verger translated to me, ‘ If you ask for his Monument, Sir- come- spy- see!’ [ Ib. The Cynotaph ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Like a blue- bottle fly on a rather large scale, With a rather large corking- pin stuck through his tail. [ The Ingoldsby Legends. The Auto- da- Fe ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
DonaldH11469395: “ Be kind to those dear little folks When our toes are turned up to the daisies! [ Ib. The Babes in the Wood ]”
Rev. Richard Harris Barham [ 1788- 1845 ]
AnnMerchant8: The Ingoldsby Legends:
—(or Mirth and Marvels) is a collection of myths, legends, ghost stories and poetry written supposedly by Thomas Ingoldsby of Tappington Manor, actually a pen-name of an English clergyman named Richard Harris Barham.
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
findhaunts: Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to. ~Richard Harris Barham
AnneLouiseAvery: A portrait of a jackdaw based on an irreverant poem by the Revd Richard Harris Barham (1788-1845) about a bird who after stealing a cardinal's ring is made a saint – "Many remark'd...that they "never had known such a pious Jackdaw!"
Briton Rivière (1840–1920)
1868
McLean Museum
ohsinnerman: I screwed up - thank god I put so many cross-reference checks in place - it's a short story by his son, also a Richard Harris Barham.
Tatiana19796: 'The Ingoldsby Legends' is a collection of myths, legends, ghost stories and poetry written supposedly by Thomas Ingoldsby of Tappington Manor, a pen-name of an English clergyman named Richard Harris Barham.
This edition is illustrated by Arthur Rackham
