I had gone there with my father to visit the barbarossa Cavern."
"The Secrets of Potsdam"
William Le Queux
Now here is a cask that stands alone, And has stood a hundred years or more, Its beard of cobwebs, long and hoar, Trailing and sweeping along the floor, Like barbarossa, who sits in his cave, Taciturn, sombre, sedate, and grave, Till his beard has grown through the table of stone!
"The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow"
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
You remember, surely, The adventure with the corsair barbarossa, And all that followed?
"The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow"
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow