grabat

Then Julian did do bring a grabat of copper, and did do lay and stretch out the body thereon, and put under it burning coals, and did do strew salt on the body, and above that did do beat him with rods, to the end that his belly and entrails should have the more pain and travail.

The Golden Legend, vol. 7 1230-1298 1900

'My bedchamber at this chateau was hung with tapestry, and as the footman assured me of the safety of my bed, he drew aside a piece of the tapestry, which discovered a small recess in the wall that held a grabat, in which my servant was invited to repose.

Richard Lovell Edgeworth Ed 1896

It has to come somewhere, and why not on a _grabat_ at La Roche Chalais?

The Whirlpool George Gissing 1880

"V'la ce que c'est la gloire -- au grabat!" said Cigarette, now grinding her pretty teeth.

Under Two Flags 1839-1908 Ouida 1873

She was sitting on the edge of a grabat, hard as wood, comfortless as a truss of straw, and looking down the long hospital room, with its endless rows of beds and its hot sun shining blindingly on its glaring, whitewashed walls.

Under Two Flags 1839-1908 Ouida 1873

"All the same, one is not in paradise au grabat; eh, Pere Matou?" she said curtly.

Under Two Flags 1839-1908 Ouida 1873

Here the travellers supped on omelettes and _vin ordinaire_, and went off to bed -- Madame and her child in one bed, with the maids on the floor, and in another room the Abbe and secretary, each in a _grabat_, the two men - servants in like manner, on the floor.

A Modern Telemachus Charlotte Mary Yonge 1862

In a miserable _grabat_, or garret, a mechanic, yet young, and stricken by a lingering malady contracted by the labour of his occupation, was slowly passing from that world which had frowned on his cradle, and relaxed not the gloom of its aspect to comfort his bed of Death.

Night and Morning, Volume 3 Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

In a miserable grabat, or garret, a mechanic, yet young, and stricken by a lingering malady contracted by the labour of his occupation, was slowly passing from that world which had frowned on his cradle, and relaxed not the gloom of its aspect to comfort his bed of Death.

Night and Morning, Complete Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

a grabat, in which my servant was invited to repose.

Richard Lovell Edgeworth A Selection From His Memoir Richard Lovell Edgeworth 1780