barret-cap

The one, seemingly the younger of the twain, wore a flaunting feather in his barret-cap, and managed a prancing Andalusian palfrey that bounded and curveted gayly.

Burlesques 2006

The one, seemingly the younger of the twain, wore a flaunting feather in his barret-cap, and managed a prancing Andalusian palfrey that bounded and curveted gayly.

Novels by Eminent Hands 2006

On his head he had placed the heraldic barret-cap which bespoke his dignity, and he slowly raised his white wand high in the air, while a great hush fell upon the hall.

Sir Nigel Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1906

On his head he had placed the heraldic barret-cap which bespoke his dignity, and he slowly raised his white wand high in the air, while a great hush fell upon the hall.

Sir Nigel Arthur Conan Doyle 1894

He wore a scarlet mantle over his purple, gold-embroidered jerkin; a plume of red and purple feathers waved over his gold-coloured barret-cap; and from his golden belt hung a glittering jewelled sword.

Famous Stories Every Child Should Know Various 1880

Henry VI., and every one's barret-cap mounted a feather, generally borrowed from the goodwife's poultry yard at home, but sometimes picked up on the moors, and showing the barred black and brown patterns of the hawk's or the owl's plumage.

The Herd Boy and His Hermit Charlotte Mary Yonge 1862

The one, seemingly the younger of the twain, wore a flaunting feather in his barret-cap, and managed a prancing Andalusian palfrey that bounded and curveted gayly.

Burlesques William Makepeace Thackeray 1837

Beside him appeared the pursuivant on horseback, the royal arms embroidered on his heraldic dress of office, and all the importance of offended consequence on his countenance, which was shaded by his barret-cap and triple plume.

The Betrothed Walter Scott 1801

Stawarth Bolton took his embroidered red cross from his barret-cap, and putting it into the loop of the boy's bonnet, said to the mistress, (for the title of lady was not given to dames of her degree,) "By this token, which all my people will respect, you will be freed from any importunity on the part of our forayers."

The Monastery Walter Scott 1801

He bowed until the feather which was in his barret-cap mingled with his horse's mane, and without reply -- for he did not even choose to trust his voice in reply at the moment -- headed a considerable body of cavalry by the straightest road back to the Castle of Douglas.

Waverley Novels — Volume 12 Walter Scott 1801